The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 871

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!

I turned angrily, wanting to say something to refute her, but my words were swallowed by a pair of soft lips.

I was stunned and blinked in disbelief. I was met with a close-up view of Joanna's face. 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 and brief. Before I could react, she straightened her spine and studied me with a smile.

The tips of my ears were burning with shyness and my cheeks blazed with embarrassment.

A second later, I was engulfed in a warm embrace. Joanna said in a clear pleasant voice, "I know you're sad now, but I will always stand by your side. Harry, you are not alone."

Her comforting words left me misty-eyed.

I sobbed profusely. I had a runny nose and my face was drenched with tears. Joanna patiently sat by me and wiped my tears with a handkerchief. She was so considerate and thoughtful.

The more I cried, the more miserable I felt. Soon, my eyes were swollen and my voice was so hoarse that I couldn't speak clearly.

"Sylvia died in front of my eyes, but there was nothing 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 feel so horrible. Sylvia was such a nice person."