The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0211

“Yup, dad’s somewhere I’m shocked he hasn’t come running yet,” mom says, dropping Jackson’s hand and fluttering her hand at him. “Rafe’s right shower for you, and then Ariel is next. Because if your dad meets your mate covered in your blood and your scent- he’s going to flip.”

Jackson, as freaked out as he should be, presses a quick kiss to my head and then stands up. I’ll be right back,” he says to me, looking down at me with worry. And I grin at him, touched a little – but what does he think, that I’m worried he’s going to run away or something?

“I know,” I murmur, reaching for his hand giving it a little squeeze. “Don’t worry. I’ll be okay.”

Jackson hesitates, I think fighting the instincts that tell him to stay absolutely by my side at all times, but then he sighs when Rafe wraps a hand around his arm and starts to pull him away.

Mom and I both watch as the two head for the second door in the chamber, which I guess leads somewhere else communal bathrooms? Who knows.

And then, when my mate and my brother disappear and the door swings shut behind them, my mom turns to me with a grin.

“Well,” she murmurs, her eyes flicking over me impishly, “you’ve been busy, haven’t you, daughter?”

And I just moan and put my head in my hands, sinking back against the pillows.

laughs, shoving me gently aside and coming to snuggle up against the pillows next to me. “Oh, don’t pretend that you’re all

“I am tired!”

are never too tired to gossip. Come on, baby! I want to hear everything! I’m dying over

months-”

I grumble, secretly pleased as my mom wraps an arm around me and pulls me close. Because she is right – I am dying to talk to her, and the ladies in this family we really can talk. And so I

–

at the beginning, at the wedding, and I apologize profusely for bailing on

all warm support, saying

+15 BONUS

out I’d fled… “Well,” she says, tossing back her hair and lifting her chin, “they’re just lucky I let them

a lady, after all,

she adds, mimicking my tone and making us both laugh. But then she squeezes me, urging me on.

really, really wanted to be at the school. How much my heart, genuinely, sang when I was admitted as a cadet, how much I love

it, mom,” I murmur. “It’s…it’s more than just escaping from the