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!

wanting to say something to refute her, but my words were swallowed

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

my ears were burning with shyness and my cheeks

I was engulfed in a warm embrace. Joanna said in a clear pleasant voice, "I know you're sad now, but I will always

words left me

my face was drenched with tears. Joanna patiently sat by me and wiped

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

I could do. She must have been in so much pain when she was set on fire, and she was still carrying her baby. How will I explain this to Flora when she returns? No... I

up. We can't let this matter end like this." Rufus' name plunged me further into despair. I opened

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

began to

pitifully, not understanding what she

looked like she

sigh. It makes me feel worse. I'm so useless..." I pursed my lips and couldn't stop myself from

this moment, the prison door was suddenly thrown open and

and Joanna,