LOGINKing 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
He stared at me for a moment longer; his eyes searching for something on my face. He was probably trying to figure out if he should believe me or not. I gave him my best innocent smile, and he rolled his eyes, though there was no malice on his face. “It’s only for a few days,” he told me, his ey
“There would have been,” my father cut in; his voice sharp as a blade. “If I had trusted the son who actually sees the truth. The son who never once failed his missions.”I tensed, and I could feel Joanne tense from behind me.His eyes cut to me.“Alexander warned us. Alexander uncovered the assassi
Alexander’s POVJoanne’s lips moved expertly against mine; my tongue dipped between her lips, tasting her. My hands roamed her body as I lay her on the bed; her curves were soft as I
Joanne’s POVThe slave quarters were deadly silent; no one dared to breathe, not even me. Mainly because my lungs ached from being kicked in the chest. The ones who had kicked and surrounded me had stepped away from me.In this moment, even the torches seemed to flicker lower, shadows strung back fr







