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 pull me tight against him as he presses his mouth hard to

in a way that feels….god, it feels

glaring. “Not that kind of question,” I growl,

thumb along the skin of my

I answer immediately, “with whipped

I decided last time. It is not fair to be in this dream

very clearly want to?

to know that

asks, teasing – because, I mean, it is a very girly desert. “Of course sprinkles,” I murmur, sighing as I take one last look of him, “too many.

last second. I hesitate, but then I lift my

let myself imagine what his bare skin would feel like under my fingertips.

passes

Ari,” he growls, leaning in

turn my head, and press my eyes shut, and will

clench my teeth with a groan, turning

my pillow, feeling sorry for myself, cursing myself vehemently for having a sense of ethics and the willpower to

it, god damn it I wanted to

his imagination that looks like me

screaming from the

white duvet, considering it. Because Luca – he still thinks I’m a boy, and as much as he’s willing to subconsciously consider experimenting

that I’m just unfairly confusing him because I’m his mate underneath this boy façade.

how tenuous my secret already is. And as much as I’m fine with Ben

school, because

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I never knew I

am not at all ready to give that up

even for the chance to make

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

Rafe wake up early, some kind of Alpha alarm clock that I was

curtain of my nook. I jump and shrick when it hits me

growl, pulling the blankets over myself and nestling back

laughing and yanking my away, making me shriek

duvet

sitting up finally when I realize they’re not going

Jesse says around his toothbrush as he walks out of the bathroom, brushing as he strides around the room in his underwear, getting ready for the day. “Breakfast all together

my direction as he takes Jesse’s place in the bathroom. I sigh and grab it, yawning so wide my jaw cracks. As I pull my boot on I hope that there’s coffee with breakfast –

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