The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0215

I

“Wait, what?” I gasp, shocked.

“Oh yeah,” my mom says, her own eyes going far–off as she apparently remembers this long -lost, incredibly important and interesting detail. “I forgot about that…”

“You knew!?” I’m scandalized – mom and dad, they’re so perfect for each other. The idea of dad being mated to someone else…

God, I can’t even imagine it.

“Of course I knew, baby,” mom says, leaning closer and tucking a strand of my bloody hair behind my ear as Cora stands up and begins to fuss with the IV, apparently remembering suddenly that I’m coming off the edge of death and need some fluids. “Dad and I don’t keep secrets. Plus, I knew her.”

“Real piece of work,” Cora murmurs, shaking her head as she reaches for my arm.

“What!?” It’s all I can say in my shock as Cora hooks me up to the IV, helping me get on the mend in her own non–magical way.

“It wasn’t at the same time, like you and your boys,” mom says, turning her head consideringly. “He rejected her and then was single for a long time before he met me. Which, I mean, thank god I don’t think I’d have been able to handle that. I’d have been so jealous, and she’d probably have tried to kill me. I mean, more than she eventually did.”

I stare at my mother, but

says, sitting down next to me and taking my wrist so she can check

say, looking between them. “They…aren’t.

of shock and then delight before they

me with the tips of her fingers. “How the hell did you manage that!?”

I’m doing it nefariously and for my own good. “It was…I

to get to know them, and to decide

as she slips a stethoscope out of her pocket and slips it around her neck. “And Rafe and Jesse?”

this one is a little more nefarious, I guess. “Rafe

Jackson. Jesse knows about Luca.” My mom and my aunt grin at

baby?” my mom asks, leaning forward and taking my hand. “It must be a lot, in addition to your

is a lot,” I say, my shoulders slumping in relief to hear her voice it aloud, to have her understand. “It’s scary! And they’re both so great, but…” I bite my lip and shake my head, looking down at my

course it’s confusing – it’s bound to be but

time, broad shoulders fill the frame and

for a second, as embarrassing as it is, I did think it was Jackson.

my eyes fill with tears the moment that

to pull myself up, to move

Because I mean,