The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

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

I supposed to handle this? I wish, quite suddenly, that my brother were here –

solve everything, probably by punching Alvez right in the

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hired by our own parents. I don’t

him, right? Because Alvez – he’ll rat me out, get me kicked out

he’s really got me tied up here.

to pull his chair closer to me, peering up into my face from his lower spot in the chair. “How

to open up about my magic either not that there’s been any developments. Jackson and I, when we did

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exactly try to do anything

voice low with a little laugh in

anger in me now.

head to the side. “And what gives you that

I say, surprised by my willingness to confront him, “and that you keep calling me Princess, reminding me of your secret. And that I’m completely under

wrong,” he says, leaning forward now and reaching out a casual hand, letting

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eyes widen,

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

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hand here? Or,

almost a whisper as I stare tensely down into his face, wondering what the hell he’s going to do next. “Not since

“Ah, yes,

to make slow circles around the inner part of my knee. “That you melted. All

my chin, daring him to call

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

his hand presses upwards, caressing the top of my thigh and working its way around

stare at him, shocked, until he gives my leg a quick little slap that makes me jump. “Pay attention, Princess,” he

say, sitting rigid on

says, his voice low, like he’s disappointed in me. Slowly, his hand. begins to move again, moving slowly so slowly upwards. An

don’t know what. Some kind of heat.

respond, not saying anything

power? Did