The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

He nods to me, and we duck out of the room.

I take Jackson down a few doors to dad's study. Not his office, where he does all of his big work - but a peaceful room where he goes to relax and think, or to have little intimate chats with his closest advisors, or mom, or Rafe, or me. Or Markie and June now, I suppose, now that they're all grown up too.

I can't help but smile when Jackson walks into the room like he owns it, like he's been there a thousand times. It's not that he's being conceited - Jackson just doesn't care to look around and admire the furnishings or dad's books. He only cares about me - this room could be filled with rubbish, for all he would notice. Jackson moves instantly to the window seat, sitting and opening his arms, a clear invitation for me to come close.

I press the door shut and go to him, exhaling in relief when he pulls me to his chest and then up into his lap, helping me to curl comfortably against him in the circle of his arms. When I'm nestled in tight, his voice rumbles out, deep and reassuring. "Tell me."

And so I do. I hold up the magazine so that he can see it, telling him all of the details of what it contains - about someone spilling about how Luca and I are mated, and the press running with it, and printing all sorts of images that confirm it. Jackson listens closely, letting me talk, only glaring a little bit at the picture of me kissing Luca. I have to fight my smile when I see him do that, and I quickly turn the page to get away from it.

When it's all finished, Jackson nods quietly, thinking it through. "So, do you think Luca did it? Told the press?"

into Jackson's warmth. "It isn't...something I

Jackson asks, confused and a little horrified. And as I look up at him, I realize it's because he'd never do something like this -

press about his romantic relationships before. And considering how positive this article is...Luca telling the press this big news the day of his big fight? It...I can see how it would be tempting. The ratings for the fight

would upset you,"

a hand out flat on his chest, wanting to be close when I clarify things for

screwing up

to ensure that he understands. "If Luca did this, then he knows that I'm going to be mad at it - but he knows that I'll eventually forgive him. This isn't sort of thing I'd leave him over - not in the long

he is

when he hears me say that, but he

continue, lifting