The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0220

Dad stares at me and then up at Jackson again. “What?” he asks. “I was just being polite

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“Jacks is…not great with polite,” I say, pressing myself warmly to his side. “Actually, I think he’d probably rather fight you than do the small talk thing.”

Jackson scowls, already coming back to himself a little. “Ari, I don’t want to fight him –”

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“I know,” I say, nodding and smiling up into his face. “Just can we all maybe take a bit of space? Try this again over midwinter, maybe over dinner?”

“Or an activity,” Rafe suggests, knowing that even a dinner might be a bit much for Jacks. ” Or a great, great deal of whiskey – barrels of it.”

“Enough,” dad snaps good–heartedly at Rafe, waving a dismissive hand at all of us as he turns away. “Fine, fine! We’ll do it all later! I need much more information anyway.”

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mom at his side, and

great, Jacks,” I whisper, supportive.

after my parents. “Besides, like, my name –

condescension, patting him on his shoulder with a laugh. I

opens again – suddenly, I long for a lock on it – and a

a clipboard in his hand. “I’m looking for Cadets Sinclair, McClintock, and

front of me, asking whether the professor is looking for Jesse or Rafe Sinclair, and in the intervening moment Jackson hands me his cap, which was apparently

glances back at me and then

anxiously over at the King, Queen, and Duchess

going on. But he doesn’t say anything about that, instead clearing his

sigh, “the three of you have been marked as passing

circle, giving me a big hug. When we go all the way around before we see the professor at the door giving us

again. “It’s not an issue that Cadet…Clark…” here she glances at me, and inwardly I cringe at

rules are to cross the finish line, full stop. I think,” he glances at my dad here, “they were written that way with this express situation