The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0564

"Ariel," Jackson breathes, turning towards me with his eyes wide. "It's hypothetical - I don't think I never -"

My body's temperature begins to increase exponentially as I just stare at my mate, my wolf whimpering and snarling in me at turns as I turn the idea over in my mind, unable to turn away from it. Jackson - with another mate. Jackson - another girl - who he met when he was younger - someone else - me having to share him, to watch him look at another girl the way he looks at me -

"You need to calm down," Jackson whispers, his eyes flicking to my hands pressed against my desks. He leans forward, taking my face in his hands, staring deep into my eyes. "Calm down, Ariel. Seriously."

But his touch-something in me grabs onto his power. And quite suddenly, the table beneath my hands gets very, very hot.

"Shit, shit," Rafe shouts, jumping to his feet and leaping for Jackson, intending to push him away from me -

But it's too late - I gasp as the desk beneath my hands begins to superheat, smoke starting beneath my palms. I panic, but it only makes it worse, and Jackson shouts as he jumps to his feet, dropping his hands from my face. Even with him gone, I suddenly feel my power moving without my intent-flowing into the wood, following my wild emotions' order to burn without any way for me to stop it, to pull it back.

"Ari!" Tony gasps, jumping out of his own chair and reaching for me. Jackson turns to knock him away, growling, protective - but Tony ducks under his arm, reaching for me, his hand coming to lay flat against the back of my neck.

it did before, so many

my veins. And I welcome it - welcome Tony's magic, whipping my head up to stare at him in

smile as he glances at my hands and sees that I can move them away now, that they're not nearly as hot as they were. "See? We're friends for

to take deep breaths, taking my shaking hand away from the desk, not surprised at all but certainly appalled to see my handprints clearly branded into

everyone staring

again but then hesitating, not wanting to start me

have learned," Jesse says quietly, "to never, ever mention the idea of Jackson having another mate to Ariel, ever

my eyes flashing

hands up in apology. "Apparently," he

my neck, quietly lets me feel more of

reach out my hand for Jackson, whose wolf is

of me and reaches for my hand, turning it over. But I already know what we will find, because there's absolutely no pain. When he turns my hand over in his we both see

a tiny fire goddess.

my eyes, wondering how the