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!

her, but my words were swallowed by a pair of

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

ears were burning with shyness and my

a warm embrace. Joanna said in a clear pleasant voice, "I know you're

words

with tears. Joanna patiently sat by me and wiped

Soon, my eyes were swollen and

set on fire, and

my tears with the handkerchief and patted my head. "There, there. Don't cry. Let's see what happens next. We have to wait for Rufus to wake up. We can't let this matter end like this." Rufus' name plunged me further into despair. I opened my

ugly when you're sobbing like this. If you keep this

to hiccup like a sad

back what?" I asked Joanna pitifully, not understanding what she

sighed and looked like

useless..." I

was suddenly thrown open and two soldiers

and Joanna,