Mag-log inKing Francis looked completely taken aback, the reality of the situation weighing heavily on him.“This is too much for one day,” King Francis murmured as he stood. “WE will discuss the rest of this later.”Without another word, he turned and started to walk out of the throne room.Several hours lat
Joanne’s POVEveryone was stunned as the guards dragged Kyle and Lucia away. Kyle put up a fight at first, but in the end, he lost and only made things worse for himself.The moment the doors slammed shut behind them, it felt like the entire room exhaled. However, everyone was still wound up with te
Everyone turned their attention back to Lucia; she was at a loss for words.“Lucia?” Kyle asked, narrowing his eyes at his wife. “Did you give that maid one of my guns?”She pressed her lips together defensively.“And so, what if I did?” She asked. “I was doing us a favor. Getting rid of the traitor
Joanne’s POVThe King’s words settled over the throne room like a storm cloud. Nothing but silence followed; it was heavy and suffocating all at once, and I couldn’t stop staring at a very pale-faced Kyle.He was blindsided and, for the first time since I’d met him… he looked terrified.He didn’t lo
My eyes flicked back to my father, trying to figure out his expression. He looked furious, and his face was turning redder by the second. I thought it was directed towards Joanne, and I even tugged her further back, trying my best to protect her from my father’s wrath.But it never came. My father
Alexander’s POVThe words flew out of my mouth, sounding a lot easier than they were. It left a hollow ache in my chest to think that Jeremy was innocent all along, and he still died. He died from a crime that he didn’t commit. He died protecting my mate because she was the only one who believed him
Joanne’s POVMinutes felt like hours, but Anna found that through every conversation, she was holding on to me like I was the only thing anchoring her. When it came time to push, she squeezed my hand so tightly my fingers went numb.“You’re almost there,” I whispered, guiding her. “Just one more.”A
Joanne’s POV“His wife?” I asked, blinking as I stared over at Rem.He nodded, a solemn look on his face as he stared out the window. He was avoiding my eyes, and I wasn’t sure why that bothered me so much.“Rem, what is happening?” I asked, trying to gain his attention. “Where is his wife?”“In the
Joanne’s POV“I’m so sorry; we don’t mean to make things weird,” one of the women said. “I’m Michelle, and this is my sister Stella.”“It’s nice to meet you both,” I told them.Stella gave me a shy smile; she seemed younger than Michelle, but not by much. It’s been a while since I’ve been around oth
I was spiraling, and I was well aware of that.James dipped a cloth into cool water and pressed it gently against my face. I winced, but the cold helped. It soothed the sting almost immediately and brought my head back to the present moment.I knew I would heal quickly; I always did.“That man will







