The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0311

I nod, getting it now, unlacing my fingers from behind his neck and starting to run them again through his hair, liking Jackson more now than I have before, which is…saying

–

something. He’s right, though he doesn’t have some of the more annoying and disgusting habits of our culture’s masculinity. He just never learned them.

“I don’t want you to think that I’m dismissing this,” Jackson murmurs, lifting a hand to softly stroke my cheek. “I respect that you’re a public figure – and I’m proud of you for that. I think you take it seriously, and I…I like that. So, if this hurts you, and you’re mad about it, then I’m mad about it. But…if you’re worried that I’m wounded by this?”

Jackson just shrugs, like bullshit like this can’t even touch him.

And I grin, and pull him closer, and press a simple kiss to his mouth.

“You’re amazing, Jacks,” I say, shaking my head in awe a little. “You’re so lovely.”

“Do you want me to be madder about this?” he asks, genuine and earnest. “Because I can be angrier, if that’s what you want.” And then he forces his face into more rigid lines, growling again, and I laugh as I feel the rumble of it in his chest. “This stupid…magazine!” he grumbles, taking it from my hands and tossing it to the floor, clearly trying to figure out how to perform an appropriate level of

rage for my sake. “I’ll…beat up that reporter! I’ll…punch. Luca!”

between my hands and shaking my head, urging him to stop.

“Actually, I won’t punch Luca,” he murmurs, smiling down at me. “Because…I mean, I really want him to win tonight, and I’m really strong and would seriously mess

I murmur, sighing happily, absolutely adoring my big tough Alpha. ” But thank you for

shiver passes through Jackson when I call him baby, and he looks away from me, think hoping I didn’t notice. But I did, and I grin.

I

back to me, and he groans and brings his mouth to mine, kissing me swiftly and burying a hand in my hair, absolutely sweeping

disappointment when

him standing stoop–shouldered in the doorway, a pastry in each hand. “Rafe, my best

into the room and closing the door behind them. “It’s not like I haven’t had to watch you make out with people like, a million times.”

I am the one having to do the seeing, and it’s very terrible,

Jesse and processing what he said before – which sometimes

he says it all fast. “Aren’t

+15 BONUS

mock apologetic lines as he points over at my mate. Rafe’s jaw drops open in pretend shock as he presses a hand to his heart, making me

he

Jackson sighs, releasing me from his arms and putting his hands up like