The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 47

My eyes immediately dart to Rafe and Jesse across the room, but they’re caught up in their conversations with Jackson and Tony.

“No no,” Aivez says, his voice soft and pleased. “Don’t shout for your brother, Ariel. That would be a poor choice.”

I turn my eyes back to the professor as, inside me, my wolf’s hackles raise.

“Don’t misunderstand – I am excited that you are here, highness,” Alvez murmurs, giving my hand a little squeeze. “I’m looking forward to working with you, developing your powers. But, of course, if anyone were to discover that I knew that a young woman had infiltrated the academy…I would lose my job.”

I stare at him, instantly realizing the trap that he’s laid for me here. If I reveal to anyone that he knows who I am even my brothers – he’ll have me expelled, even

if it means he goes too.

“Mutually assured destruction,” he murmurs, seeing me process the consequences. “So, I think it’s best that the two of us work together, don’t you? Trust, after all,” he says, his voice low and luxurious, “is the foundation of any great relationship.”

“Fine,” I say, my word hardly a whisper as I nod. “Please just…don’t…”

“Ariel,” he murmurs, moving closer, his eyes slowly drifting over my face. “Your secret is safe with me.”

I exhale slowly.

“But,” he continues, “you could thank me for my generosity.”

“Thank you,” I say instantly, the words falling from my mouth, and the way that he grins…

Instantly I realize how under his thumb I am.

How much he likes forcing my hand, making me his little puppet.

“You are welcome, my Princess,” he purrs. Alvez takes another moment to stare into my eyes before turning to look at the marble, his entire demeanor changing in an instant. I stare at him, shocked a little to see that he is again the mind- mannered professor. “Now,” he says, grinning. “I’ll do my best to push my power

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towards you. What do you think, should we try to levitate it? Or push?”

“Um,” I reply, still staring at him, a little shocked.

“Let’s try push.” he says, glancing at me with a friendly grin. “Concentrate now, Clark. See what you can do.”

he

beyond what he says, I’m kicked out

where it’s clasped in Alvez’s begins to heat – and more than the usual body heat produced by two people holding hands. I flinch a

hand a squeeze. “It’s totally normal – don’t get

attention back to the marble, and I do willing it first to lift, and then to move, and then to…I don’t

concentration, but then Alvez sighs and drops my hand. “It was good work, Clark,” he says, smiling at me with encouragement as he claps me on the shoulder. “It may just be that our particular magics

his hands in the air and asks for results, but when no one reports any ability to

Tony this time, who gives me a friendly nod. “Hands okay?” he asks, offering his.

it. It’s completely different this time, and a coolness rushes through me as Tony and I stand for a long, long time looking at the marble before me. After awhile I find myself almost in a…meditative state. I’m calm, and relaxed, and honestly I feel like

Alvez again claps his hands – because, how long was that? It felt

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about three minutes….

glance at the clock, I realize that about half

begins to murmur something about. the marble maybe moving a little bit

his lips, and I instantly grin as I realize that his experience, somehow, matched my own. “I kind of forgot about the

“Me

cool

laughing more now with the joy of it. “I’m

know! I –”

his voice louder to interrupt us. Tony and I both turn to him and when Alvez

voice solid. Tony looks down at me, perhaps wondering why I’m not sharing more, but I just stand

laying languidly in my soul now, her eyes half- lidded in her

nod, agreeing with her.

each of you to get into your last pairing and try again for longer this time. At least a full hour. Come to our class in two days ready to report your results. Sinclair? Please come

us before moving to his desk, starting to pack up his bag as Rafe

immediately move to Jackson, who turns to me.

only one who’s left.

heading for Jesse as Jackson slowly moves over. I have to crane my head back on my neck to look

says quietly, his voice gruff as

I burst into a grin and laugh,

he asks, frowning now, confused.

one shoulder, “even though your tone and your expression still say

little and stares at

4. 4.