The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0551

"Nope," my mom says, beaming around at all of us. "Cora and I are going to take over your magic class! Isn't that great!? We're going to be your new professors!" We all look around at her, our mouths open, because...

How on earth is this ever going to work?

Silence reigns in the room, even as mom beams around at all of us. After a few second, her face drops a little. "What?" she asks, looking around. "What's wrong with that?"

"Mom, how on earth are you going to do that?" Rafe asks, shaking his head at her. "You're a Queen - you can't just drop everything to come and hang out with us. I mean, dad couldn't get away from the war for even a couple of hours today - and you're proposing to what, come live here?"

"No, your father would miss me too much if I came to live here," mom says with a scowl, smacking Rafe on the arm.

"Not to mention your other two children," Cora says, dry. "Remember them? Juniper and Mark?"

"Oh, they wouldn't miss me," mom says, again waving a dismissive hand that makes me smile. "Though they do need me. No, Rafe, obviously Cora and I will just come once a week to work with you. We'll take the helicopter with Hank when he comes to work with Jackson."

Hank?" Tony asks, sitting forward with

mom's human ex-boyfriend," Jesse whispers loudly, making me burst into

a little, turning to smack Jesse on the shoulder. "A very well-respected doctor who is working with Jackson on..." he hesitates now and looks between Jackson and Tony. "A side

the minutes pass," Tony says, grinning widely and leaning

heart - something in my instincts telling me to do so. I catch my mom's eye in that moment and she smirks and gives me a little nod, letting me know she feels the

did have a strange reaction to

leaning forward and peering around at us, the more scholarly and analytical side of my aunt coming forward, I

pumped at the idea of you coming here every week to work with us but..." he "He hesitates, looking between his

raised, clearly silently asking him if he wants to re-think that question.

nephew-mine," mom says, likewise a little miffed, "is first that both Cora and I are experienced magic users, and second...that no one else wants the

I ask, leaning forward, laughing a

one of

ago," mom says, laughing. "And he was nice! At least... before he got possessed." She shrugs. "There not a lot of magic users out there, and those who are aren't precisely

now," I say, holding up my