The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

My mouth pops open in mock indignation as my sister fights her urge to smirk. "I have always been badass and cool, Juniper!" I protest, laughing.

"Ariel, believe me," Juniper sighs, rolling her eyes but letting her smile run free. "You have been the opposite of badass and cool. You were like, a pink bubblegum fairy glitter princess -"

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"Ugh," she groans. "Nevermind. Still not cool. Plus, now you've brought your mates home," she murmurs, looking at Luca and then around to where Jackson is standing with our mom, clearly intuiting that he's the other one. "Like this family needed more Alpha men around, all gigantic and eating everything in sight -"

"Not my Alphas," I counter, grinning at her, my arm still around her shoulders. "I got them trained up real good."

"So that's the other one?" she says, raising her chin towards Jackson, her voice dubious.

mom's side with her arm around his waist as she happily

As we stand observing them, Jackson's eyes move over to us like he can hear us

your second mate?" Juniper asks, her voice low with doubt as her eyes focus on mom's arm around Jackson's waist. "Because right now, it kind of

with shock, staring at my sister, before I burst into

at where mom is leaning into Jackson's side - being so nice to him, wanting him to feel comfortable in this big room full of people - but...yeah. Maybe looking a little too close to my mate to the eye of one who doesn't understand how

says, laughing with me, throwing out a hand towards them. Jackson frowns a little, not knowing what's going on and clearly wanting to know. "You're so gross," I groan, shoving my little

isn't having as much fun as she is. "Don't let dad see this - he'll get all jealous, and then we'll have a body to clean up. Which will be interesting, but messy." I grin, ignoring her words. Because as much as she likes to pretend she's a black sheep, Juniper is very much a part of this family, and she

from Jackson's waist so that she can reach for Juniper and me when we come near. "I love seeing you two get along! It's so rare, to have you not tearing each other

minutes of us being nice," Junie sighs, letting

corner for drinks. Roger lets out

Rog," I say,