The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0256

“Come on,” Luca murmurs, smiling down at me, and when I open my eyes I can’t help but smile back. “Let’s get inside – they’re probably eating Daphne alive in there.”

“Oh, no they’re not,” I say, dismissive of the idea and unwilling to go inside just yet, relishing this moment alone with my mate. I leaning closer against him for a warm moment, enjoying the hard muscle of his chest against my cheek, knowing that Ben and

which Rafe and Jesse are being perfect gentlemen inside. Or, at least, Ben and Rafe are, should be enough.

But Luca gives me a nudge, and when I look up at him, he wrinkles his nose at me. “Come on, gorgeous, let’s get you some of that champagne.”

“You trying to get me drunk, mate?” I murmur, smiling.

“Oh, absolutely,” he growls, dipping his face closer to mine for a quick kiss. And I laugh, but look over my shoulder, newly eager to get inside and see what my parents have set up for us. “Come on,” I say, grabbing Luca’s hand and turning to tug him inside, wanting him to see it. Because the train car – it really is something special.

As we duck through the door and I place my backpack on the little luggage rack next to the door, I do my best to tuck my anxieties about the missing Jackson away, not wanting Luca to feel any of it. Because I am excited to be here with him, and with the rest of my family and friends, and none of them deserve to have their excitement spoiled by me worrying about where my second mate is.

But I have to admit – it’s very difficult. Because where is he? Did he seriously choose two weeks of solitude over winter break with me, just because he’s overwhelmed?

my face, though, shoving these worries away as wave Luca into the beautiful train car, enjoying the way that his mouth hangs open as he turns around, taking in the gorgeous woodwork, the red leather and

face. He’s intuiting that I

because what am I supposed to do about it now? Go to pieces, and ruin everyone’s

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once, steady. And in that, I know that he’s telling me that he hears me, and he understands, and that whatever he needs me to do – he’ll do it. 1

his secret, steady empathy, for his willingness

deciding to dedicate myself to this moment, and to turn my mind to Jackson when I can.

amazing…” Luca murmurs,

his eyes

car that allow us to look out over the countryside, the rich warmth of the wood–paneled walls. A little overwhelmed, he sinks onto a plush velvet seat by the window, leaning his arm against the adjoining table and staring over at the bar at the far side of the room where of course

–

of delicious food – far too much for the six of us to eat and drink on

But her