The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 14

Unfortunately, my determination to take a little space from my mate and concentrate on raising my rank is immediately foiled when Luca comes sauntering over to our table with a tray full of food.

“Hey,” he says, grinning at Rafe and Jesse with the trademark stunning smile that flares his dimples. “I come with a peace offering.”

Rafe raises his eyebrow as Luca takes a plate off his tray, sliding it onto the table. I take a sharp breath as I focus on the pair of little raspberry pastries Luca brought us – the tray was completely empty by the time Jesse and I got through in line and it broke my heart –

But Luca? Luca got two.

“What for?” Rafe asks, smacking my hand when I immediately reach for one. I hiss, more in surprise than pain, and pull my hand back.

“I didn’t mean anything when I took Shrimp over to my bunk last night for a chat,” Luca says, his face more serious now as he gives a little shrug. “I didn’t realize it would piss you off. I was just trying to offer my support – I know he’s low on the rankings, and I’ve soft spot for the underdogs.”

got a

I narrow my eyes at Luca now, because he’s blatantly lying – but he’s also protecting my secret. Luca’s eyes flash to mine and the corner of his mouth quirks up in a grin.

“Ari is ours to protect,” Rafe says, looking Luca over from head to foot before picking up the plate and holding it out to him. Luca blinks in surprise and turns his eyes back to Rafe. I don’t think he’s used to rejection – not with that face and his fame.

“Ari,” I break in, rankling a little at the possession in Rafe’s voice, “is a full person who can make friends with whoever he wants,” I say, rolling my eyes at my brother and snatching the plate of pastries out of his hand. “This was nice, Luca – thanks. No harm done.”

Rafe grumbles a little next to me but I elbow him, trying to remind him silently that I still have to fit in here. It won’t do us any good to make an enemy of Luca Grant by offending him.

Plus, I want pastries. And for my mate to stay close at my side for a few more moments – damn but his scent is amazing, almost better than these flaky little Danishes –

–

“Want to sit?” Jesse asks, smiling at Luca and gesturing to the seat next to him. I pale a little

– because, I mean, accepting a peace offering is one thing –

But Luca, having breakfast with us? That’s starting to cross a dangerous line.

Unfortunately, before I can think of a reason to protest, Luca cheerfully takes the seat and raises his eyes to mine, smiling at me a little deviously.

Shit. This was his plan. He still has questions for me, and he knows that he has to get on Rafe and Jesse’s good side if he wants to ask them.

Clever boy.

I scowl at him and take a big bite of the pastry. Unfortunately for me it’s delicious, which makes it very hard to be mad and wary of my st*pid mate, who’s sitting across the table from me, smirking at his victory.

chat idly, introducing themselves even though they probably already know who each other are. Jesse ropes Rafe into the conversation too, though my brother

a while, until he ropes me

what’s your plan?” Luca asks. “For

“Why?” I ask, my nose scrunching a little as I glare at him.

“I think you’re funny. It’s good for morale to

the truth, but I look away, not wanting Jesse to get suspicious about the connection between us. Frankly,

to help?” Rafe asks, his voice low and derisive, clearly suggesting that it’s impossible,

little bit and crossing his arms, studying

a last minute addition to the roster,” Jesse

straighter and looking between them. “Wait, what’s today? What

Rafe says, glancing over at me. “It affects the rankings. One–on–one, though, not bracket style this

shit,” I breathe, shaking my head as I stare

his eyes at me. “They told

shrugging and finishing up a bowl of oatmeal. “There are all kinds of forums online where previous cadets spill the school’s secrets, if you know where to find them. Anyone who did any kind of prep

an eyebrow at me, clearly implying that I failed to do that essential research, but

hell am I gonna get through this?” I ask, looking a little frantically between my brother and

a calm drink of his coffee. “They pit lowest against the highest for this one. So, you’ll

voice squeaky with anxiety. “How does that help me? I can’t

you

GMS

to glare at me a little. “You just have to pretend to. I’m going to take the

breathe,

he stares at Rafe. “You’re going to

turns back to

much,” Luca says, glancing up at the clock. “Shit,

26

I say, putting my hand on his shoulder. “You can’t do that –

well and starting to stand up. “It’s not like it will knock me off the board – it will just drop me down a few

It’s

I protest, standing up with him and gathering

time to debate,” Jesse says, tugging me along with him and away from Rafe. “You have to let him do this, Ari. It’s the only way.”

us bus our trays and head for the door just as a bell sounds, signaling the end of breakfast and the start of training. But inwardly, my mind whirs – because there has to be something that I can do that doesn’t

as the day passes, I don’t come up with anything. We all troop into the gym together and are run through the horrible obstacle course twice as some kind of warm–up. The entire time I

someone else? But I don’t know what the the results of that would be – would they just kick me out immediately? Or…is there any way I could subtly swap spots

that do? And who the hell would agree to that, even if it were

My time improves, but I’m still dead last. When we’re finished the run, we’re lined up in our ranking order and lead into a sparring gym next door, which has mats already laid out ready for our bouts. We’re

have no idea what’s

why we chose it for this test. Our understanding is that very few people are proficient in staff work anymore. Today’s examination tests not only your