Michael half-jokingly said, "If Courtney's right, I can't wait to mark you and let the world know you are mine."
I looked at Michael, and my eyes widened. Michael had never said he wanted me, except when we first met. I had long since concluded that he didn't want me because I wasn't a princess yet. That was why Joanna had so easily angered me.
Michael had misunderstood and thought I was frightened by what he said. So he reached out and touched my head. "Don't worry, little wolf," he said. "I'll give you time. Don't forget I'm a Lycan Prince of the royal family. Princes always keep their promises."
This time, I caught a flash of loneliness in Michael's eyes.
This gave me some confidence. I grabbed Michael's hand and placed it on my chest. I asked in a low voice, "What you said just now… is it true?"
"What?" Michael looked at me with some confusion.
"You said that you want to mark me so that everyone in the world will know I belong to you. Is that true?"
