The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0492

"Rafe," Daphne murmurs, clearly guilty as she reaches out and cups his cheek in her palm. "I'm sorry, I just -"

"No, Daphne," Rafe replies, laying back against the pillow and closing his eyes, moving his arms so that his hands press lightly against her back. "Don't be sorry - don't ever be sorry for something like that. If you want to slow down then we'll go slow." Daphne smiles a little, accepting the invitation his hands give to lay herself down over his broad chest, to tuck her head beneath his chin.

And as she does, Daphne feels incredibly guilty.

Because here is this perfectly wonderful prince, who she's had a crush on for literally years, who so clearly wants to be with her...

And all she can do is think about...

Well.

The less thought on what's actually on her mind, the better, for now.

At least while Rafe Sinclair is in her room, his arms tight around her, working hard to steady his breathing.

drift shut. Wondering what the

hard around the knot in her throat. "Tell

and holding her closer. "What do you want to know, Daph?" When I come back to the room after my

I ask, putting my hands on my hips and frowning as I look around the

page of the notebook resting in his lap. He's

as my stomach turns, grumbling. "What!? Daphne

raising his eyes to glower at

I look at him because what the hell is this mood

do as he asks, falling silent, but after a moment I figure it out - why Jesse might be in a mood at Rafe's absence. What, precisely, he might be imagining happening downstairs. I grimace a little and

floor, gesturing towards a plate resting by his side. I smile at

falls when I realize that the scraps are a couple of

to him

tight against him and making me laugh, "which I saved

I sigh, leaning my back against him and grabbing one of the bread crusts, shoving it eagerly in my mouth. "Next time can you try to save some meat from those slavering jaws? Or like, cake?

kiss to my hair. I swallow my bite, tilting my head back to grin at him, and Luca takes advantage, pressing a long, warm kiss

poor hungry wolf turns in a contented circle and settles in my soul,