The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0306

“What!?” I gasp, grabbing the magazine and lifting it up, reading the headline and realizing that the other half of the cover is, of course, a picture of Luca in his boxer’s getup – which, essentially, just means sweaty and shirtless. And, of course, he looks stupidly good with his boxing gloves up by his face, his expression all tough and gritty and determined.

But I tear my eyes away from the picture of my handsome mate to read the headline splashed across both of us.

“CONFIRMED: LUCA GRANT MATED TO PRINCESS ARIEL.”

“Ohhh my god,” I murmur, my fingers tightening against the cover in my shock. Because, I mean, it’s not a secret within our inner circles that Luca and I are mated – but this is not public knowledge, and certainly not something my parents would have wanted me to announce so openly and so early on in my relationship.

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And, especially, since I have you know a second mate that’s going to complicate all of this this is not at all a good thing for me.

But who did this?

his uncle, but to everyone else he introduced me to last night – he always said girlfriend,

spilling this to the press?

to flick through the pages of the magazine, because I am

press. And is incredibly proud to be mated to me. Someone who wants everyone to know that we’re mated, especially since there’s another claim on my affections that

press the magazine shut in my hands like that could keep my secret inside.

it’s there at all, that Luca did this. I don’t know what I’ll do if that turns out to be the truth.

I whisper, not really knowing what I’m asking, staring at

breaking, and she reaches for me in an

he do it?” I whisper, horrified, not wanting an answer.

her voice grave. “He…he didn’t deny it, when he was asked by the reporter.”

wanting

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back a little so that I can look into my father’s stern face. He’s not mad at me, obviously, but I can tell

over to see him standing, his hands in his pockets, his face sorry for me. Next to him, Ben and Daphne look exactly the same. Jesse just looks pissed as hell, and starts across the room to pour himself a cup of coffee that he probably doesn’t need, just wanting something to do.

with more empathy than I’d expect. But, then again, she is my sister. Maybe I don’t give her more