The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

My wolf absolutely howls inside of me, telling me to do ridiculous things as she always does. Kiss him! Jump on top of him, wrap your legs around his waist, he likes that! See if you can get his pants off - he just put them on -

But I shake my head, willfully trying to ignore her, because the sensible part of me knows that Luca is right that this is not how I want this to happen.

"See?" he says, smirking at me, a little smug as he pulls himself away a little bit, pausing his hand's work to get my dress up over my hip. "I didn't think so."

"Hey!" I snarl, offended - because, I mean, I didn't make my decision yet!

Yes! My wolf shouts, encouraging me forward. Grab him! Make him kiss us again! Take the stupid dress off! Why did we let Daphne pick such a complicated dress - we should have worn something with snaps

"What?" Luca says, pausing and coming just an inch closer, teasing me now. "Come on, Ariel -let's wait until after the match - then I can actually take you to bed, a real bed -"

a little pissed now if I'm being honest. Because I mean, he actually is right. The first time I do this I do want to be in a bed, and relaxed, and not worrying if someone is going to

damn it, why did he know that

and pressing a kiss to my cheek and then to my neck - a

over my skin - it's torture, and he knows it. My hands tighten

to my mouth. "And...well, I know what you can handle." He hesitates here, just for a second. "I'm...more experienced in this than

open now, a little appalled. "Luca!" I gasp, whipping my hand around and smacking him in the chest - not hard, but with a satisfying smack that lets him know that

steadily. "Not yet, at least. We need to get your body used to this a little more before we start doing adventurous things like a quickie in a locker room. You're trying to run before you can walk." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

now, genuinely angry, and shove harder against his chest, fully pissed now. "That is so rude, Luca," I snarl, lifting my chin up to glare at him. "Just because you're so slutty that you've had more experience

- steps closer, even, bunching my dress up more, slipping his hand beneath the hem of it and sliding his

wide, any protests falling

you want? What you can handle?" he murmurs, his eyes shining, tightening his hand a little, squeezing my ass in a way that makes my head fall back,