JOANNA’S POV
Prince Toot’s gaze softened as he stared at me. He sighed, then pulled me in by my waist, tucking some strands of my hair behind my ears. “I’m sorry for saying that. I was just upset,” he said, and I smiled, shoving aside the hurt I felt moments ago.
I was head over heels for him. While I didn’t personally care about his title, I had to show concern because it mattered to him. No matter the outcome, I was willing to do everything in my power to support him and find a way.
Since he did not want me talking about it anymore, I made sure to keep my mouth sealed. Even when problems arose concerning his being forced to get married to this princess of another Pack, I made sure never to bring up being introduced.
I felt it was because he didn’t want to break us up. It reminded me
