The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0389

My eyes are fastened on the door the entire time it's closed. Even when Rafe tries to pull me away I hastily shove him, not caring who sees.

Anxious as hell, I send shout after shout down the line of my bond with Luca, trying to figure out what's happening, what he's feeling, what on earth my father is saying to him right now.

But there's nothing coming back - our bond is completely sealed off. Banging against it is like pounding on a concrete wall - I'm not sure that Luca even feels the echo.

Still, as desperate as I am to know what the hell is going on? Not a part of me even thinks about interrupting.

Because when my dad is mad?

do...you do not get in his

and quite frankly it's impressive - whatever angry conversation he just had with Luca definitely put him in the right mood to intimidate our

at anyone - just walks hastily to Ben's

me, hard, as the door at the other end of the room opens. I ignore him, my eyes fastened on

anxiety in his voice breaks me out of it. I snap my head up to look at him. "Luca later - now,

that he's right that I have a job

march with military precision, dressed in black uniforms - I guess neither of us are very creative there - and looking entirely like a unit. I take a moment to look around at our own more heterogeneous gathering of people, deciding that I like it more. Not only do we have women and people of many ages represented, but there

diversity as a strength since the moment my father took the throne. I raise my chin, proud of

stand directly across from us, likewise taking the place of pride. An older man is clearly their leader. He wears no crown, but instead an impressive number of medals across his chest that mark him as a senior member of their military. The young man standing next to him, however - slowly studying us with stunning sapphire-blue eyes - wears a crown - just a thin band of silver, or perhaps of iron. But still, a member of their royal family. I hadn't noticed him at the fight - had he perhaps not been there? Or just not

I hold his gaze for a moment and then move on as the last of the Atalaxian delegation files in. My eyes move next to the young man standing next to the Prince about my

look between this young man and the Prince next to whom he stands. God, they could be brothers,