The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 3 – The Barracks

Now I’m Ari Clark, a family cousin on Aunt Cora’s side.

But things start to get immediately real as Rafe and Jesse sling their backpacks over their shoulders and we start to walk towards Alpha Academy, a rugged castle built on top of the cliffs that rise before us. I gulp as I stare up at the castle, a little shiver running through me. “It’s cold here,” I murmur, even though it’s just towards the end of summer right now.

“You’ll warm up,” Jesse assures me with a wink. “Besides, see that hill?” he says, and I look where he points. “There are apparently some hot springs over there. If you get too cold, we’ll just dunk you.”

I move to elbow Jesse in the stomach for this suggestion but he neatly dodges me, laughing.

Anxiety twists in my stomach we continue to walk, though. Can I really do this?

“Stop stressing about it,” Jesse murmurs, leaning close and bumping his shoulder against me, knocking me a bit sideways. I scowl, wishing I was taller. “You’re trying to solve problems you haven’t even come across yet. Just chill out.”

“Classic Jesse advice,” Rafe mutters, shooting him a little glare as we start to climb the hill, “which doesn’t make any sense right now because we actually have very real problems to solve. Like the fact that Ari Clark doesn’t have any ID? And is also in possession of – you know, girl parts? And is tiny, and about to get his ass beat by a bunch of gigantic wolves?”

“Hey!” I protest, giving Rafe a shove that…well, proves his point more than it does mine, because he doesn’t budge at all. “I can stand up in a fight against both of you! Don’t doubt me now!”

“Are you serious, Ariel?” he asks, stopping in his tracks, his shoulders slumping. “Seriously think about this – about everything that you’re suggesting here. Are you just trying to get away from your asshole fiancé? Or do you actually want to train at Alpha Academy?”

a good one –

and a girl – hockey lessons, and weapons training, and long chats with dad and Uncle Roger about war strategy. It was all boy stuff, but it means a thousand memories of doors closed in my face, a constant reminder that I had to learn a completely different

Because I’m a girl.

Because I’m…a Princess.

a Princess right now. I need to hide at least until this all blows over and Edward and his family leave our nation with a treaty intact. That’s

the weight of my Princess title for the first time since I was eight…I realize how completely free I

My wolf lifts

Tell them, she urges.

brother and my cousin. “I want to do this,” I say quietly determined. “If it had ever been an option for me, this is

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ankles of my uniform, my hair tucked

that I haven’t been around guys before – but the

kissed me a few times before the wedding, mostly chaste stuff for

Well, I’m a Princess.

life, right? Any guy who wanted to date me had to get through my gigantic overprotective dad, the King, and