The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 13

I sigh and drop my head back on my pillow as I finish my sandwich, curling up tight and pressing my eyes shut, going over every moment of my conversation with Luca in my

head.

Thinking about his handsome face, the way his eyes fell to my mouth, the ran down his spine —

The fact that I did that to him…

This is…

I sigh, feeling suddenly overwhelmed.

Because this is getting into some dangerous grounds, isn’t it?

way

the shiver

Some wonderful grounds, my wolf corrects, curling into a little crescent and tucking her nose warmly beneath the edge of her tail. Sneak back over – let’s see if we can make him go all shivery again!

No, I growl inwardly, shaking my head. Because as much as I’m completely distracted and fascinated by my new connections, I have to resist the urge to explore them right now. There’s far too much at stake –

If I let Luca or Jackson in too much, I could get caught and then I risk losing my shot at trying myself in the Academy and I’ll risk having to go home and fulfill my promise to marry Prince Edward. As much as I’m intrigued…

I have to keep my distance. Which means doing my best to avoid my mates during the two weeks of candidacy.

I can do that, right? Mates are forever – I will have time to explore my connections with them later, and right now I need to turn my mind to other things.

I can do this, I tell myself with a steady nod, my eyes still pressed shut.

No you can’t, my wolf sighs sleepily, closing her eyes.

But I just ignore her, determined, and steady my breathing, willing myself to fall asleep.

When a hand shakes my arm the next morning, I gasp awake out of a much–needed deep.

in

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dreamless sleep.

says quietly, grinning down at me from his perch on the side of my

all the candidates getting ready at once. I sit up and look

of the bed. “We’re going for a walk and

and hop down softly, taking note of the single finger pressed to Jesse’s lips as he glances towards the still–sleeping Rafe. I grimace, realizing that if we’re going

we’re going to be talking about.

I sneak quietly to the bathroom for our morning ablutions and then out the door of the barracks. As we pass my bunk I smile at my brother’s

again, in our big crazy family there wasn’t much choice but to be able to sleep through a great deal of noise.

to the barracks and slips a friendly arm around my shoulders as we walk out into the dawn light, the fresh morning air bracing as the door shuts behind us. But as we start to

any guards?” I ask, confused. “Like, why are we able to just walk

and they’re all determined to hold themselves to the rules. Because the

and go at will?”

and shrugs. “Some cadets like to go for an early morning run. Which is what we’re doing.” He gives me

scowl at

grinning at me and starting off on the track at a gentle

up with my

while he, infuriatingly, barely breaks a sweat. When we get to the top of

you so much fitter than me,” I gasp, glaring at him. “I do…ballet. I do sports!”

little. “You have hobbies, Ari. Dad and Uncle Dom have been prepping Rafe and I for this since we were kids.” He takes a deep breath, looking out over the gorgeous, hazy countryside with a smile. I follow his gaze as my breathing comes easier, likewise admiring the way that the hills roll and the early–morning

become bastions of athletic prowess and I got to train to be a perfect wife and Queen.” I cross my arms, bitter as I stare out at the beautiful view.

pointing out the truth. “That

I ask, my

guy was not your mate – so why the hell would we let you go into a marriage that we knew would fail? But Aunt Ella

knew the whole time too? And wait – they had this conversation in front of

his hand through his hair. “I may

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a little bit.”

laughing as I do.

at me. “You trained your whole life to be a Queen, and it didn’t work out in that way, but the fact that your mate is here? Training for the Academy at the same time you are?” he shrugs and grins at me, a little baffled. “Honestly, I think it sounds a little bit like fate – like you’re meant to

nodding with him. “It feels like…grandma has

inside joke of calling

says, and I turn to him, a little surprised to hear him use my full name in such serious tones. I raise my eyebrows, inviting him to say what

no right to tell you what to do, and that you’ve already got an overprotective big brother to play this role. But…” he hesitates and I step

a little

– he hasn’t figured out who you are yet, right?“.