LOGIN“Call her that and see what happens,” Alexander growled, fury rolling off him in waves. “I will have your head.”“I am the future King,” Kyle gritted out as he struggled to suck in a breath. He looked so weak in comparison to Alexander that I almost wanted to laugh.Lucia stood off to the side, her
“There she is,” he said coldly. “The wolf.”My wolf grumbled inside my head. The sound echoed through my chest like distant thunder.Alexander stepped slightly in front of me, his protective aura penetrating the air and making my heart skip a beat.“Watch how you speak to her.”Gasps erupted around
Joanne’s POVThe walk to the throne room felt longer than I remembered.The guards escorted us through the palace corridors while servants pressed themselves against the walls to avoid our path. News of our return had clearly spread already because every face we passed wore the same expression.Shoc
“Who would try to frame him?” James asked, folding his arms across his chest and leaning against the doorway. “And why?”“Anyone who saw Jeremy as a threat,” Alexander said, pressing his lips together as he thought more about it.“Please! These are her private chambers. We must respect the deceased!
Joanne’s POVSilence swallowed the whole room.For a moment, nobody moved. Nobody breathed.I stared at Alexander while my thoughts crashed violently into one another, each realization somehow worse than the last. Jeremy was the son of a human woman… a woman that the King supposedly loved?Then, why
“Sire,” she said nervously, “those journals are considered personal property among the servants. We usually don’t—”“She’s dead,” I snapped harsher than intended.The woman flinched immediately.Guilt flickered through me briefly, but frustration outweighed it.“There’s no reason to protect secrets
Sophie sat in a chair beside her mother, sucking on her thumb. She seemed much more relaxed now that her scrapes were bandaged and a blanket was draped around her shoulders. Not to mention her mother was no longer bleeding out in front of her eyes.I turned back to Mort.“Well, Mort. I’m Joanne. But
He lifted his head, his lips finding mine again.“Tell me what you want,” he said between kisses and lip sucking.My heart rate began to increase, and I suddenly felt nervous.“I don’t know. I’ve never done this before,” I admitted.He pulled back slightly, breathless and dazed.“You’re untouched?”
Joanne’s POVMy heart stopped; they were denying me access to the prison unit? I let out a breath, unsure what to say or do, but thankfully, Ren was the one doing the talking, so I didn’t have to say much of anything. At least not yet.“I wasn’t asking, Ronnie,” Ren said, rolling his eyes. “Move out
Joanne’s POVHis lips melded against mine; his kiss was deep, like he had been starving, and he was finally getting his fill of a meal. I’m sure mine wasn’t much better; I had missed him so much, and I was so incredibly worried. He could feel it in my kiss; I was so sure of it.His fingers roamed do







