The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

“What, is your subconscious homophobic?” I ask, continuing to be frustrated and a little annoyed at him for not believing me even though I’m telling him the truth and spilling a serious secret for his own good.

Because honestly! I could make out with him here! And I would be the only one who knew that it was real!

I’m doing this for him, to be fair, and yet he persists in not believing me! It’s very rude.

“It might be,” Luca says with a shrug, still looking down at me. “I wouldn’t think that it was, but here you are, still not kissing me, even though I keep trying. Honestly, Ari, being shut down by the figment of my own imagination is very annoying –”

“I’m real!” I insist again, this time through my teeth.

“Prove it,” he says, shrugging.

“Ask me anything!”

“That won’t work,” he says, turning his head to the side. “Anything you say is something I already know or think I know. No way to verify that it’s true.

“Fine,” I say, crossing my arms and lifting my chin. “Ask me something tomorrow, in real life – something impossible, that you’d never predict. I’ll give you the same answer here as I do then.”

Luca turns his head a little, considering. “That could work,” he murmurs, but then he turns back to me with a sly smile. “But in the meantime, you and I could, you know, fool around a little…”

In the distance, my wolf howls with delight.

“Whoa,” Luca says, turning to look for her. “What was that?”

“It was my wolf,” I sigh.

“Really?” he asks, and then the turns back to me, smirking. “Your wolf does…not sound adverse to the idea.” He leans more fully against the tree now, bringing his body closer to mine and kind of pinning me back against the trunk in a way that…

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Chapter 42

That I do not mind at all.

“Luca,” I sigh, and honestly I have to close my eyes as I turn my face away from him, because if I spend even a moment longer looking up at the shadows his long lashes cast against his cheeks…I am definitely going to do something I regret.

“What?” he asks softly, cupping my cheek in his palm and turning my face back to his, his hand and his voice both impossibly gentle. “What do you want, Ari?”

And his question…I know instinctually that there are layers to it. That he’s asking me what I want, but also what I like –

to be kissed.

I want him to put his hands.

him as he presses his mouth hard to mine – which I decidedly do –

deliciously against me, pinning me back against the tree in a way that feels….god, it feels fucking amazing, his body pressed flush against mine. “I

“Not that kind of question,” I

my game even as he strokes his thumb along the skin of my cheek. “Real–Ari

cream,” I answer immediately,

to be in this dream state with

we both very clearly

both going to know

because, I mean, it is a very girly desert. “Of course sprinkles,” I murmur, sighing as I take one last look

for one last second. I hesitate, but then I lift my hands,

myself imagine what his bare skin would feel like

hard shudder passes through

he growls, leaning

press my eyes shut, and will

my bed and I clench my teeth with a groan, turning and burying

cursing myself vehemently for having a sense of ethics

it

the hell knows when I’ll have the chance – because Luca, he just wanted to kiss the figment of his imagination that looks like me so he can figure out how he’s feeling. As soon as he realizes

to run screaming from the

I think he will. I sigh, curling up in my pillows and wrapping myself up in my soft white duvet, considering it. Because Luca – he still thinks I’m a

he is straight, and that I’m just unfairly confusing him because I’m

And as much as I’m fine with Ben knowing… Luca? My mate? It’s a

still hiding my gender at this school, because failing

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knew I always wanted: a chance at the Espionage Track at Alpha

I am not at all ready to give

for the chance

again in my blankets, and I close my eyes and force myself to try and go back to sleep – a state which feels very, very

some kind of Alpha alarm clock that I

of

extra hour of sleep,” I growl, pulling

says, laughing and yanking my away,

duvet

dumbwaiter?” I ask, sitting up finally when

brushing as he strides around the room in his underwear, getting ready for the day. “Breakfast

wide my jaw cracks. As I

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