The Rogue King's Mate
he continued, stepping forward
I threw my head back in mock laughter, treat streaming down my eyes, Uriel looked on in silence as he watched me laugh, his expression unreadable.
When I finally came to I held his gaze, my voice cold and detached, “It seems you've got something wrong Alpha.” I started, “I am Princess Anna Joan of the Fantino pack, I am not your daughter or your ward. You don't need to look out for me, I can make my own decisions as I see fit. You do not need to meddle in my affairs—”
“But Anna, he isn't—” I cut him off with a raise of my hand.