The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0314

I watch Luca's face change as he realizes that he's causing a scene, and that this does indeed look like a press setup. Luca coming running out of the house to clasp my face in his hands, when he could have easily just let us come inside? Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Yeah, it really does look to everyone here - the press included, probably - like he deliberately came outside so that the press could get a shot of us on the front porch.

But no one else can feel Luca's emotions like I do right now - he's devastated, completely out of control of how he's feeling. Which, I mean, really could affect his choices, right?

"I'm sorry," Luca mutters, his eyes back on me now as he drops my face and stumbles back towards his screen door, yanking it open. "Please - yes, come inside _"

We do, and I duck my head, staying close to Rafe's side, hoping that the paparazzi didn't get anything that they could use. I mean, it's not like anything bad happened - but if pictures of me on Luca's porch this morning come out with Rafe and Jesse by my side? Who knows where social media is going to take it.

The speculations, I'm sure, are already wild.

at Luca, clearly pissed off. "What the hell

a hand, I think desperate to be believed. I watch him closely, and honestly I don't think that he's acting - not at all. He seems to me to be really upset. I take a step towards him, wanting to comfort my mate, but Rafe reaches out to touch my arm just slightly - asking me, silently,

eyes narrowed. "You're a celebrity - you know how press works. You know not to go running out on the front porch unless you want them

his arms, getting angrier at Luca as the moments

again

very serious, her arms crossed over her chest. "They can still see you," she says, lifting her chin to where press are gathered around the

where there's a bit more privacy?" Linda

is waiting. "Yes, of course, please come inside," he says, falling back on the manners which I'm sure

at each other but then move, following Linda into the living room. I go last, glancing at the window and all the hungry press outside, wondering how the hell we're going to get out

his introductions between the Crown Prince, the Duke, and his mom, but the whole time his eyes are searching

by pretending that I don't know why you're