The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0488

"Ariel," Rafe sighs, slumping down in his chair and covering his face with his hand, shaking his head. "Seriously? Do you always have to be so dramatic?"

"What!" I protest, turning to stare at him. "We agreed we were going to tell him! What's the big deal?"

Rafe sighs. "The big deal is -"

"Wait, you're...you're Ariel?" Tony says, drawing my attention back to him as he stares at me with wide eyes. "Not...Ari?"

"Yeah," I say, taking off my hat and letting him see the braid of rose-gold hair arching over my head which tends to be the nail in the coffin of people's doubt. "I'm sorry we didn't tell you - but we didn't tell anyone who didn't need to know! And this semester we all agreed to let you in on the secret, because I thought you deserved to not be the only one in the classroom who didn't know."

at him I laugh a little to see him pointing vehemently at

to Tony. "So, I'm Ariel Sinclair, and this is my brother Rafe, and my cousin Jesse," I say, re-making the quick introductions and giving him a happy smile. Tony smirks a little, looking me over as he lounges back in his chair and folds his arms over his chest. "All right. So the fact that your face is identical to the Queen's makes a lot more sense now. Damn it," he murmurs, shaking his head and continuing to stare at me like he's getting used to the

and frowning at Tony. "When did you meet

starts, shifting his eyes to Rafe's, but

we could please get back on track," he sighs, loud, apparently irritated by us. I bite my lip a little, kind of enjoying that we've

each of us and explaining what we're going to be studying this semester. But only Rafe and Jesse listen closely, peering through their books on the theory of magic, I think eager to find anything that's going to jumpstart the

Alvez than she's been before. Don't like it, she grumbles to me, sniffing the air in his direction. Not right. Like the Prince from Atalaxia. Not right, not

always been this...not right? I ask her, curious.

just growls more, not answering, perhaps not really knowing. Still, I decide to trust her, as

everyone around me begins to stand, and as I look up at

a note, Miss Sinclair," Alvez says, giving me another hungry smile as he comes around the desk. "About when you should come to my office for that... private