The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 78

Chapter 78

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“Please,” Alvez murmurs, gesturing towards of all places – his desk. As I hesitate, he sinks. into his rolling chair, which scoots back a few inches. Seeing my confusion, his smile grows. “I’m unfortunately low on seating in this little room – castles, such wide sweeping halls, such…tiny little workspaces.”

My eyebrows raise as he gestures towards the desk again and I realize that he wants me to sit there. But I just sigh inwardly again, doing as he says and lifting myself up onto the desk so that my legs dangle. I cross them at the ankles, leaning forward with my hands pressed to the edge of the desk, watching him warily.

There’s such pleasure on Alvez’s face, in the way he lets his eyes rove over me. Is it that he enjoys seeing me unsettled? Or is this just…how he is?

“We’ve met before, Princess – before the Academy, I mean. Do you remember?”

I sit up a little straighter, surprised. “We did?”

Alvez nods slowly, folding his hands in his lap. “At the Palace, during my interview with your mother and your aunt. You popped in, asking a question about evening plans.”

“Oh,” I say, my heart sinking a little – because that sounds very plausible. “I’m sorry, no, I don’t remember.”

“Understandable,” he says, giving a little shrug. “I’m sure that your home is rather a revolving door of visitors. But I certainly remembered you.”

I blush a little, because the way his voice pitches lower when he says the word suggests not just that he remembered me, but that he…noticed me. Like noticed me, notice women.

the way

that men

My stomach twists and his grin deepens, giving me my answer.

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He does like this making me uncomfortable. I can see it clearly now in the take in my blush, the way my hands grip the edge of the desk.

way

his eyes

wish, quite suddenly, that my brother were here

probably by punching Alvez right

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in people hired by our own parents. I don’t think that there’s any way he’d

he’ll rat me out, get me kicked out of the Academy, and

me

closer to me, peering up into my face from his lower spot in the chair. “How have things been going with your

for the change in conversation but not wanting to open up about my magic either not

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tree, we didn’t exactly try to do anything magic, did we? We

in it. “Why so reticent, Princess? I’m

anger in me now. “Are you?” I ask quietly. “Because it feels like

clicks his tongue, turning his head to the side. “And what gives you that

him, “and that you keep calling

hand, letting

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widen,

at his words. My reaction pleases him, I think or at least, his grin deepens. But this just makes me scowl, even though I don’t brush away his hand, or move in any way. I don’t know what the rules are here and I find that I’m terrified to make him mad.

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the upper hand here? Or, at least, get out of this?

my voice is soft, almost a whisper as I stare tensely

“Ah, yes,

around the inner part of

chin, daring him to

still moving, though making broad strokes now instead of little circles. “Did you experiment. more with him?

thigh and working its way around

leg a quick little slap that makes me jump. “Pay attention, Princess,” he murmurs, his smile

I say, sitting rigid on my professor’s desk,

me. Slowly, his hand. begins to move again, moving slowly so slowly upwards. An anxious heat starts

I don’t know what.

respond, not saying anything

his eyes locked on mine, “what of McClintock’s power? Did your magic’s affinity with his

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