The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0517

I end each of my days with Blaze, who finally begins to teach me how to deliver a blow instead of just dodging them. Luca diligently comes along to all of Blaze's lessons, sitting quietly and studying while I work with my instructor and, afterwards, allowing me to practice on him in his incredibly different style. It's remarkably different, using the skills Blaze teaches me on a man nearly double my size and weight, but also very, very helpful. This, after all, will be my likely opponent if I ever get into a jam and need to use these skills - though Faiza has warned me to keep them as secret as I can. Apparently, my creampuff image will dissolve immediately if people sense that I can punch their lights out.

Tonight, Luca helps me practice an advance. He's been instructed to block my blows but not deliver any of his own - just as I've been practicing with Blaze. My entire goal is to land a single blow anywhere on Luca's body that's not his hands and arms. Unfortunately, Luca is crazy good. I snarl, frustrated, as my attempt fails for the eighth time.

"You're cheating," I scowl, crossing my arms as Luca grins at me.

"You want me to go easy on you?" he taunts, clearly pleased.

I sigh and shake my head, because obviously I don't want that. "Come on," I say, nodding back to the center of the room and heading in that direction. "Let's start again."

"You're signaling your next blow too clearly," Luca says, following me and setting up in his usual boxer's stance. "I can see it coming from a mile away."

opponents aren't going to

that I fought

that I can't get anything by Luca and his long wingspan, his lightning-fast hands. "So,

until the last second," Luca says, the instruction coming easily to him after years in the gym. "Like you've got a wooden board across your back. Or, surprise me," he shrugs. "Can't block something if I've never seen it before."

says, laughing a

in plans but then anger riles in me not anger at Luca, who is just pushing me, but anger at myself for not mastering this

ribs. But Luca's other hand is already there, swiping my hand away and leaving my body open for attack when he pulls his left hand back, aiming right for

I know he wouldn't put any force behind it - not really - but even that makes me snarl in frustration - because I should be better at this by now! This whole system is about training me to use

thought is interrupted

comes @gain and I

again dodging his blow, but then something in me snaps into place as I realize that I'm playing Luca's game - I'm giving him the ring, letting him set the rules as the boxer - letting him push me around

not boxing, are