The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0388

If Luca could melt into a mortified puddle of humiliation, he'd do it, right then and there. He presses his eyes shut and hangs his head.

"Answer me!" Sinclair barks.

Luca's shoulders start to tremble. "No, sir."

"No, sir' is right," the King growls, stepping forward and snatching Luca's face, pressing his

cheeks tight between his fingers, making the boy look up at him. "Now listen to me, you fucking spoiled child."

The way the King, his mate's father, calls him a spoiled child makes Luca want to just... shrivel up and die.

"I don't want a single one of your excuses, and I know that you have them. That you were drunk? Learn how to control your liquor," Sinclair gives Luca a shake as he bites out the words, a pulse that vibrates through Luca's entire body. "You were angry? Control your fucking emotions. That she betrayed you? She has another mate, Luca, and one who comports himself far better than you did this morning - so fucking leam from him."

aloud now, unable to help it, completely

Luca away from him, hard, like he can't stand to touch

came running down to your rescue and pulled you out of that stupor. And don't even think that it slipped my attention that your incredible luck at

at this. "Sir,

- but you also know my soft-hearted daughter by now, know she'd never take it, or that if she did she'd put it right back into your gym. My daughter, no matter how you look at

head - because Sinclair is right. The offer - he'd have given her the money if she'd have taken it. But... deep down, he'd known she

says, and Luca raises his head to meet the King's eyes again, not understanding. "But within twenty-four hours you will transfer all of the money from the magazine article into an account that I will provide an account in her narne. And then she, alone, will decide how she wants to allocate it. You're not her accountant, Luca even if you pretended to give her the funds, and she said she wanted them to go to the gym, I'm not as naïve about money as my daughter is. You were still in full control over how the funds would be allocated. An empty. Fucking.

a deep breath and then

discuss the matter of your uncle, and his incredible hubris, at a later date,"

grabbing Luca by the collar, hauling him close so that Luca can feel the Alpha's breath on his face. "But in the time we have left, I have one more thing to

mortification, his knees almost giving out beneath him. But Sinclair ignores this, holding the nation's champion up with his fist

Princess Ariel Sinclair, goddess-born, a fucking angel on this earth-

as Sinclair brings his mouth very, very close to his ear. "Then I'll

shove, Sinclair casts Luca away from