“Are you finding it helpful at all?” he asks.
I nod at him and open the pages, searching for where I had left off. “You just wanted me to read it so it would make you look more amazing.”
He laughs at that and starts to say something, but glances up at the two men in the front and stops himself. “Honestly, I thought it might help you to know you’re not the first princess to feel overwhelmed and trapped.”
“Why does she always refer to him so formally? It’s always Prince Joseph,” I ask him and his face falls.
He gently squeezes my thigh and sighs. “He was horrible to her, even on his best days. He never saw her as an equal because of the pack she came from, or because she was the daughter of a Beta. That’s one of the reasons I told you to never refer to me that way as soon as we met
