She didn't respond right away. There had to be someplace in the princess' rulebook that forbade a princess from speaking while she had food in her mouth. When she swallowed, she drank some juice before deciding to speak.
"Your pack is moving. I thought you would want to go with them." My heart sank. Not only would I be going back to my body, but I would also have to go back to my Pack too. Then we would leave. Something in me cried out at the thought of being thousands of miles away from Zion.
Something in me urged me to tell him. He had to understand. He said he loved me. Me , not the princess Ariana. The more sensible part of me knew that this wasn't something to be understood. He would feel betrayed no doubt. A stranger in his home. A stranger in his arms. He would feel betrayed a
