The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0466

"You must work very hard, little bird," Blaze says, smiling at me. "And even then, it will take time to master."

"I will," I say, nodding again. "I'll work very hard!"

"Tonight, then," he says, bobbing his head. "Here, after your Chemistry class. We will begin."

I express my thanks eagerly as I get to my feet, holding out a hand to shake Blaze's, but to my surprise he holds out his arms and wraps me in a warm hug. I laugh and return the gesture. He steps away after a moment, heading towards another door in the room, as Faiza comes to my side.

"He's cool, isn't he?" she says, looking after him, fond.

"Did he teach you?" I ask, curious.

"He still does," she says with a sigh, turning to smile at me. "You never really finish learning - not quite. Plus, obviously, he can still kick my ass as easy as breathing."

I laugh, shaking my head, hardly able to believe it. "All right, come on," Faiza says, looping her arm in mind and tugging me towards the door to the corridor. "Time for part two." "Part two?" I ask, curious because...well, honestly, because I thought that was it.

a devious grin. "Evenings are for Blaze - mornings on days that you have Chemistry? Those you

wide because...I mean, I assumed Faiza was going to be teaching me the martial arts

hobbies as a kid and what sort of things I'm good at. I tell her about my years of ballet, and etiquette classes, and how much I'm looking forward

of that is good," Faiza says, pulling a key out of her pocket when we reach a rough, dark wooden door. She deftly twists the key in the lock and pushes the door open, revealing a comfortable office with

I ask, stepping in and sitting in a chair that she waves

one leg over an arm, studying me from head to toe with deliberate interest as

feels like the thousandth time that day,

Faiza bursts

just staring at her, and Faiza - still

shaking her head at me. "You are too cute - this is going to

who I am!?" I gasp, staring at

you were before I got here, I'd have figured it out in an instant. You hang around Rafe Sinclair, you look identical to your mother, and you make absolutely no effort to move

into my lap, and she clicks her

that her tone is genuine. "I mean, I didn't mean to make you feel bad. You have actually done amazing here - it's just been very easy on you that apparently all the Alphas in

say, my shoulders straightening