Chapter 10

“Ari’s just curious, Rafe,” Jesse says, still laughing and grinning, looking around to see if anyone noticed, but there’s no one behind us in line for the shower stalls yet and everyone else is too busy to care. “He’s led a sheltered life.”

“And he’s going to continue to lead a sheltered life,” Rafe growls, glaring first at Jesse and then at me. “I’m serious, Ari – this is not…” he stumbles now, searching for words.

“A meat market?” Jesse whispers wickedly, making me blush again.

“Fine,” Rafe snaps, taking another step forward as another shower clears. “For a lack of a better term, yes.” He grabs my arm, leaning down to hiss in my ear. “We took you from home a virgin, Ariel, and whenever it is that you go home? You’ll be returning the same way. So, if you had any ideas otherwise, get them out of your head now.”

I gasp, appalled, and shove my brother away. “Ew, Rafe! How did that!?” I look between Rafe and Jesse, shocked.

– how do

how do you even know

“Oh, come on, Ari,” Jesse says, giving me a sad little smile. “When would you have had the chance? Uncle Dominic keeps you locked down –“

My jaw drops again as I stare between them, realizing that…that…

“Oh my god,” I gasp, looking between them. “Are you two…are you not virgins!?”

Jesse laughs and gives a little shrug, playing it off like it’s not a big deal, but Rafe just clenches his jaw and stares forward at the shower stalls. Only a faint touch of pink on his cheekbones gives away the fact that he’s hiding something from me.

“Rafe!” I shriek, swatting at him. “Who was it!?”

“Stop. Shrieking,” he snaps, glaring at me and knocking my hand away. I purse my lips, tucking my hands behind my back and admitting, at least internally, that – okay – maybe that was a little more girlish than I’d like. But still!

“Seriously, Rafe,” I say, lifting my chin at him and demanding an answer. “Who did – who did you

-“I blush again and curse my stupid cheeks.

“We’re not talking about this,” Rafe snaps, ending the conversation as he strides into a newly vacated shower stall, whipping the curtain closed behind him.

I spin on Jesse now, the same question in my eyes.

“I don’t kiss and tell,” Jesse says, shaking his head with a smirk. I glare at him and he laughs, but then he gestures forward to an empty stall. “Go on, Ari. I’ll see you on the other side.”

water run all over

guess the less thought on that,

the hot water do

even if I were…the Academy is notoriously rigorous, and there are more cuts once you’re admitted as a cadet. Half

walls?

Or more?

my head, not knowing at all how I feel or what I want. But…maybe I don’t have to decide today, right now.

least I hope there is…even though the way Jackson smells, and the way Luca

the memory of both sends

of fresh fatigues or something else to change into – I still haven’t decided what I think or feel about any of it. Jesse steps immediately

shoulders as the

OP

towel wrapped around their waists like most of the other candidates. “Nobody’s going to be able

I twist

where Luca and Jackson’s beds are, subtly considering that maybe

Rafe says, quickly pulling on a t–shirt and a pair of soft pants that he’ll sleep in before heading off to the mess hall. Evening meal is simple for the first couple of months – they give us hot breakfast in the morning and a big lunch, but it’s just wrapped sandwiches and bottled water at night in the twenty minutes before lights out. Candidates eat in bed or gathered in small groups around

away, Jesse finishes dressing and sits down on his bunk, patting the next to him

friendly but stern. “Spill. I

spot

tempted to tell him. Jesse – he’s always been a friend and a great listener, and I’m dying to

still if he knows? Will

sighs. “Ari, either you talk to me about it, or I tell Rafe and let him interrogate you about it. Pick your

just trust me?” I ask, looking up at

and make me scent mark

there’s no way out of this, and I…tell

and how the

I say that, covering his face with his hands and falling back on his mattress. “Who caught you?” Jesse’s words are muffled by his

even though

so he can

for a second, deciding whether or not to tell him, but I’m bursting to talk to him about it. When my wolf gives me an encouraging little prod with her nose, telling me to trust him,

long

giving him a sudden shove

of it and sitting up fast. He grabs me by my shoulders. “Are

deathly pale, his eyes wide and scared

heard.

Well, my

inside of me. At least you only told

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