"We just have to proceed carefully, that’s all," my mother added. "I know he makes you happy, and that’s what matters most to us."
"He does make me very happy," I said, feeling a slight blush rise to my cheeks. I couldn’t deny the truth of my words. Spending time with Alexander had quickly become my favorite thing. I never intended it to be that way, but I couldn’t deny that I was happy about it.
Pretending to be deeply in love with him was easy.
"I want to do what’s best for the pack," I said sincerely. "Alexander does make me happy, but if it ever seems that being with him will hurt the pack, I’ll break off the engagement."
"I don’t think it will come to that," my father said.
"But it’s very mature of you to see that the good of the pack is what matters most," my moth
