The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 18

I’m almost too exhausted to notice how fast the next week passes. Jesse wakes me up early every day, and I scowl at Rafe. who snores peacefully while Jesse drags me out the door for our run. He seriously puts me through my paces, too, not even relenting when I try to bribe him.

“Please.” beg. “I’ll give you my crown –”

“Why would I want your crown. I’m a duke –”

“But dukes,” I pant, “don’t get anything pretty to wear on their heads –”

But Jesse just laughs, and makes me run harder.

The candidate lessons are no less brutal. Every other day is spent running through that damn obstacle course, and even though Jesse and Rafe make me work out every night I still can’t climb that damn chain. I mean, I am getting better, which is satisfying, I can pull myself up about three feet of it now. But still, every day, after ten minutes of trying, the Lieutenant at that point on the course blows the whistle and lets me climb the ladder, putting a further demerit on my time.

Even Ben gets up faster than I do now, looking down at me with apology in his eyes as he does. But I just scowl and wave him off.

Rafe and Jesse really put the time in with Ben and I every evening, which has actually become as fun as it is useful. Ben has proven himself to have one hell of a sense of humor, and he makes me laugh so hard it feels like my sides will split. Even Rafe, as he pushes us around and tells us to get back to work, can’t help but smile.

Still, it’s nice to have made a real friend.

Every day the four of us eat our meals together and every morning our eyes go immediately to the ranking list to see what the previous day’s exams – if any have done to our numbers.

And while I’m never, ever going to beat out the big guys like Rafe and Jesse – I have to say, I’m holding my own.

This morning. I grin when the numbers come up to see that I’m ranked at 75 – a personal high spot. for me. Jesse slaps me on the back, laughing and grinning.

“Nicely done. Ari!” he says, smiling at me with true pleasure. “Looks like the marksmanship competition yesterday did its work.”

He’s not wrong. There are still enough hand–to–hand bouts that while my win against Jackson and my second place on the logic exam pulled me out of the cut zone above 96, I’ve been hovering right on the edge for days. But yesterday, when they finally put a crossbow and then a gun in my hands?

Then I really showed them what I could do. Because even if dad didn’t let me train like Rafe did, he always made sure I could handle myself with a gun more than handle myself, really. I came in

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second, talling only behind Rafe ben beating Jesse, who came in at

preeting a little as 1 digitory pancakes. But when my

I feel instant galt. Because here I am celebrating, and I didn’t even look to see how

there. Ben,” Rafe says as my eyes fly back to the hoard, where Ben is ranked at 100. Four spots. That’s nothing”

really are getting faster, Ben,” I say, nodding

a hand around at us. “I’m fine. Seriously, it’s fine, it’s way better than 119,

trouble. None of our runs of the obstacle course have counted yet, and the one on the last day? It counts as double any of the rest of the tests, because we’ve practiced it

and I: Even despite our extra credit work after hours with Rafe and Jesse we’re still

at it.

much better we can even get,

prancing around inside me. We are strong and brave!

I run a mental hand over her fur, grateful for her high spirits

get a

sigh, shaking my head and brushing her

words.

thinking about our mates, I have to admit…the lure of the Academy

course, about what life is like inside. And honestly…I can’t wait to see it – presuming, of course, that I get there. It just sounds amazing – you get sorted into a discipline, and then you get to spend months learning the most

not a warrior – I don’t have the brute strength for that the hours spent

sounds just like…everything I’ve always wanted to do and never knew

Chapter is

a squeeze as Luca sits down next to me. He’s frequently a 5(th) at our meals, or at least stops by once a day to say hello. And while my wolf turns in eager, excited circles as soon as his summer citrus scent hits our nose, I grit my teeth in frustration..

drops little hints about things that

hasn’t already

–

me, even if he doesn’t know precisely what draws him to this

Rafe, who just gives him a little

and sigh as I turn to look at him. And seriously, it’s not that I don’t want to look at

my face, and can’t help feeling like my whole body is filled with

this stupid, ridiculous

with that perfect face, his dimples flaring, his

unendingly attracted to him

wolf sits back on her haunches and

reach out and run my fingers

I kicked