The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0334

"He is?" I ask, my eyes going wide. I pass my drink back to Jesse for a moment and slip my jacket from my shoulders, suddenly feeling warmer, probably from the anxiety his words produced. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Yup," Jesse says, nodding to me seriously. "The Alalaxians have apparently brought one hell of a fighter."

I don't really know what that means, but it can't be good. I take my drink back from Jesse and squeeze it between my palms. "Don't let that rattle you, Ari," Rafe says, and I turn to see him on Daphne's other side, looking at me seriously. "Luca's one hell of a fighter - he's the champ for a reason, nobody in Moon Valley can touch him in the boxing ring -"

"Although Rafe can beat him at wrestling and other forms of hand-to-hand stuff," Jesse says, gesturing to my brother and then pressing his hand delicately to his chest, "and I, obviously, beat him in all trials of wit."

Daphne and I burst out laughing at this, but Rafe just ignores him. "And despite what Luca's uncle thinks," Rafe continues, drawing my gaze back to him, "being at the Academy all semester only made Luca better. He's strong as hell now, and faster than he's ever been. I think his odds are good."

I bite my lip with anxiety, glancing back towards Jesse, wondering if Rafe is just saying that to me to make me feel better. But Jesse gives me a serious nod, letting me know that it's true and he agrees with Rafe.

my mouth to ask more questions, to try to learn how the scoring works, but suddenly I hear my dad call my name, and we all turn to

in her mouth. I grin too, taking up mom's patented defense, as dad's eyes deliberately move over me, up and down, and he cocks a clearly displeased eyebrow at my dress. Then he snaps his fingers

I say cheerfully, grabbing my brother's

half of your dress is -" "Daphne

watching us with a bit of glee as Jesse steps closer to

pulling both of our attention to him. "Rafe! Over here!

tugging on my brother's arm again.

and accompanies me to have a quick chat

whiskey. "What do you think, will Dominic Sinclair just make Ariel wear his

I don't think Mr. Sinclair really cares," she

murmurs, one corner of his lips turning up, "calling the King mister, calling the

and leans closer, narrowing her eyes. "Getting a little jealous, are we? I mean, even Luca's Gran probably knows who I am at this point," she