The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 72

Unfortunately, that night when I go into the dream state, Luca isn’t there.

Anxiety whirs in me as I turn around in the birch forest, looking for him, but it’s…definitely just me by myself. I frown, trying to feel him…is he just…not asleep?

And there’s..certainly something there. It’s almost like I can…feel him sleeping down the bond. There’s a deep rest there, and a stillness, but…

I don’t know. It’s almost like he’s not dreaming, not at all.

I sigh, working very hard not to take it personally, and then I will the dream to end. I wake up for a moment in my little nook, frowning, wondering ridiculously if I should just…go downstairs and knock on his door, make sure that he’s okay.

But no – Rafe was really upset when he came back to the room. And not just pissed that I didn’t follow the plan to the letter, but genuinely worried for me. His shoulders had been trembling when I had come out of the shower and he had wrapped me in a big hug, scolding me but holding me close nonetheless.

He’d heard about Wright attacking me in the hall, of course, and of Luca punching him out and pulling me into his room where I’d be safe. Jesse exaggerated how quickly he got there, suggesting it had only been minutes later. Rafe, thank god, hadn’t been suspicious.

Because I don’t really need to answer my big brother’s questions, right now, about why I’m making out with Luca Grant while my mate, Jackson McClintock, lives only a few doors down.

I sigh now, looking towards Rafe’s big bed where I can hear him snoring softly, wishing he didn’t take my safety so personally. He just loves me, I know, and I love him right back but it’s not his life’s duty to keep me safe like this.

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Regardless, as tempting as the idea to go down to knock on my mate’s door is, I’m not risking Rafe waking up to find me alone. So instead I turn over and close my eyes, letting myself drift off into a nice, restful sleep. I have the other dream again the one that I had before, of running along the moonlit cliffside in my wolf form, another wolf at my heels. It fills me with a great deal of peace and joy, running in the night.

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I’m happy when I wake up, stretching my arms over my head as my brother and my cousin call their morning greetings to me. But there’s anxiety alongside it because where had Luca been? Why hadn’t he come?

He’s not still mad at me, is he? I thought we left that all behind…

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apparently, have brunch instead of breakfast in order to allow cadets to rest and catch up on some reading. But Jesse and Rafe, because they are athletic maniacs, use the opportunity to

do you….hate me….” I gasp as I pull my

bar and flipping through a textbook, taking notes. “It is

say in abusive relationships,” I say, dropping from the bar and panting with my hands

upper body’s your weak point,” Rafe says. “We’re just getting you strong

it,” I mutter, making Jesse laugh. “With my

together.

I scowl at him, jealous of the passive ease with which he does hard things, but my scowl is instantly wiped from my face when we walk

an answer to why Luca didn’t come

against his folded arm and gives up halfway through giving us a wave of greeting. Luca just sits with his eyes closed, massaging his temples and looking like he’s going to vomit at

passing Rafe and moving directly for me. Before I can stop him, he takes my face in his hands, looking down into my eyes with such sorrow and regret that my mouth falls

so sorry,” he murmurs. “We‘

his hands away. Luca jumps a little and

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out to Luca, whose emotions I can feel down the bond

bond. Because I get it – it was a

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looks first at Ben and then at Luca as we all take our seats, me

crap.”

“for your kind words. I am far from crap. I

were you drinking?” Jesse asks, helping himself to the full carafe of coffee on the table and pouring

sighs, as if the very word pains him. “At least, they said it was vodka. One of the older cadets probably made it in their bathtub

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muffin from

for me?” Luca asks, longing at the muffin longingly. “They look so good, and I’m so hungry, but even the idea of food…” He exhales sharply, his cheeks puffing out

I murmur, taking a big bite and chewing with relish. “It’s your own fault,

he murmurs, low enough to get away with

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