The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Harry's POV:

Joanna and I sat side by side in the cell, our hands bound by shackles.

I turned my face to look at Joanna, who was lost in thought, and apologized.

Her head shot up in surprise. "Why are you apologizing?"

My lips curved up into a bitter smile. "I got you into trouble."

When Joanna heard my reply, she looked stunned for a moment before smiling. "Aren't we mates? Mates share weal and woe, remember?"

Feeling a little dispirited, I whispered, "Haven't you always refused to admit that you're my mate and wanted to reject me?"

Joanna's lips parted slightly and she wore a surprised expression. "You knew about it? I thought you had no idea since you looked like a happy idiot every single day."

My temper flared a little when I heard her. I had never thought that this was the impression she had of me!

to refute her, but

Her eyelashes were thick, long, and beautiful, and the warmth of her lips reminded me that I was not dreaming. Joanna's kiss was gentle

burning with shyness and my

in a warm embrace. Joanna said in a clear pleasant voice, "I

comforting words

patiently

the more miserable I felt. Soon, my eyes were swollen and my voice

must have been in so much pain when she was set on fire, and she was still carrying her

wake up. We can't let this matter end like this." Rufus' name plunged me further into despair. I opened my mouth wide and let out

like this. If you keep this up, I will take back my words."

stopped crying and began to hiccup

pitifully, not understanding what she meant at

looked like

worse. I'm so useless..." I pursed my lips and couldn't stop myself from

prison door was suddenly thrown open and two

and Joanna,