The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy



Chapter 0345

The bell rings again suddenly, making me jump, but Luca and the Atalaxian drop their fists mid-fight and turn away from each other, each heading immediately to their respective corners. I know enough about the basics of boxing to know that this is the end of the round, but well, I don't know precisely what that means.

"What's happening?" I murmur, turning my face up towards my brother, my hands tense on the wall of the box.

"Tiny break," Rafe says with a sigh, looking down at me. He frowns for a second, looking around, and then spots my glass of white wine on the edge of the box. He picks it up and pushes it towards me. "Here, Ariel - have some of this. You're freaking out."

"Of course I'm freaking out," I growl, ignoring the glass of wine at first. But when he raises his eyebrow at me I scowl and snatch it out of his hand, taking a long swig of it.

"He's doing good, Ari," Daphne says, biting her lip and looking down at the ring. "At least... I think he is?"

me. Ben comes close on Rafe's other side, clearly wanting to hear

woman sit, consulting seriously. "Those

simple?" Daphne asks, looking between all the boys. "Just...whoever wins the most rounds

Luca looks absolutely fine. He's sitting on a little stool in his corner, and his uncle is leaning in to whisper in his

in actuality?" Daphne asks,

softly in her ear, and I suspect that he's whispering so I won't hear it,

me an anxious little glance that makes me groan and

giving me a hearty pat on the back that makes me stumble forward

and watching him basically sprint from

Ari," Rafe says with a sigh. I spin to stare at him, slack-jawed. He just gives me a sad little smile with a shrug. "You need to calm down. We all need to calm down, and get a little looser, and cheer for our friend. Us sitting up here tense and frowning isn't going to do

I murmur as Jesse comes back almost too quickly with a tray of

"I knew you were my favorite." She gives him a little wink and me a sad, anxious smile as she moves back

scoffs in protest as mom and Cora clink their glasses together and throw back the tequila. "Darling