The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 83

“Didn’t join in on the boxing, Ben?” Rafe asks, grinning at him.

“Nah, didn’t feel like getting my lights punched out by the national champ,” Ben quips, gesturing towards his face, “I got too much beauty going on here to risk that.” I grin at Ben as he sinks into Jesse’s chair. Jesse gives us a wave as he heads immediately to the bathroom for a quick shower.

“How’d the workout go?” Rafe asks Luca, smiling. “You ready? Fight’s coming up.”

“Oh, I’m ready,” Luca says, pumping a couple of practice punches into the air. My eyebrows raise, because honestly he moves so fast and with such power that I can barely see his hands move when he does that. “Going to knock Atalaxia into the last century, first round.”

“I wish you would,” Rafe sighs. “Their technology, apparently, is getting advanced.”

I half listen as Rafe and Luca chat casually about the war for a few minutes before Jesse comes out of the bathroom in his towel and Luca goes in, taking advantage of our over- luxurious bathroom as he always does whenever he has a chance. The other cadet’s bathrooms are, apparently, a far cry from what we’ve got in here.

When Luca comes out a few minutes later, dressed in a pair of Jesse’s spare pajamas, he immediately flops onto the couch next to me, his eyes fluttering shut.

“You beat?” I ask quietly.

“If you’re asking if your cousin beat me,” Luca murmurs, smirking a little, “the answer is no. He is slow, like fighting a snail.

–

“False!” Jesse calls, yawning, from his bed. “I am swift, like a bunny. I just went easy on you.”

I let my hand fall to the side of Luca’s leg where Rafe can’t obviously see it, letting my fingers idly stroke the fabric of my mate’s pajamas. “I’m sure you beat him soundly, as he deserves,” I reply with a happy sigh. “But, as you realize, I’m asking if you’re tired.”

“Always,” Luca replies, yawning and glancing towards his books with a groan. “Just let me… close my eyes here for a minute or two.”

Chapter 83

“Luca,” I groan, slapping the side of his leg a little. “You have to study too!” Of all of us, studies by far the least, which always worries me. He’s not as worried about the

Examination as Ben and I are, but he’s certainly the most at risk of failing out according to his regular coursework.

I got my Chem test back tonight. I

1. it.

Luca murmurs, his voice light and unbothered. “You can be the smart one

will be sad without you here next semester, Luca,” I sigh, giving

my own books. He just smirks and

do my best to get up without disturbing him, heading for my nook with chemical equations rushing around in my mind. When Rafe likewise gets up and moves to shake Luca’s shoulder, I throw

asking why, and I step close, whispering. “He’s tired, Rafe, what’s the harm? He’ll sleep as well on the couch as in

just shrugs, conceding the point and not really caring. Ben waves his goodbyes to us, heading out the door, as I spread my green throw over Luca, tucking it in around him so that he stays cozy warm. Then I wave my goodnights to Rafe and Jesse over my shoulder as, exhausted, I

privacy. Then I lay my head down, taking off my cap and

to rest, I desperately hope that I

friends…

spend our evenings laughing

dream state is where we really

the dream state pretty much every night now, and, as promised, he spends our time there teaching me a great deal about myself, and

lot of kissing and petting, with Luca respecting the fact that I’m dictating the pace. But in the past

admit that I’m starting

even if I were curious, I’m not sure I’m bold enough to ask for it yet – or, really, prepared to deal with the consequences of that curiosity. There’s absolutely no part of me that wants to get pregnant right now, obviously, and while Daphne has helped me with a variety of feminine

don’t think I can get

can I?!

through, deciding that I really, really need to have a chat with my mom

–

gasp, suddenly, when I feel the edge of the mattress sink on my left. I instantly spin towards the movement, my eyes wide in the darkness, but a hand covers

in my

bed. I simultaneously sit up and make room

the word directly into his

and pulls me close, slipping under my covers and pressing a silent

that he planned this, only pretending to be so sleepy earlier. Then I smack him on the chest. Luca!

taking my face in his hands and pressing a soft, desperate kiss to

–

I’m dying here. The dream state is amazing but god, please, please just let me hold you in my