The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0606

I groan, snorting awake when Jackson lays me down in my own bed.

"What's happening," I murmur, looking around, completely confused.

"You fell asleep," he replies, smirking at me as he climbs in next to me and reaches out to un-hook the curtain, letting it shush shut. "I figured you'd rather continue doing that in bed, rather than half sprawled out on the floor with your head in my lap." "Both good," I sigh, snuggling close as he settles himself next to me, wrapping his arms loose around my shoulders. "You're the best pillow I've ever had."

He laughs lightly, pleased to be of service.

I blink for a minute, not eager to fall back asleep now that I have this quiet moment with him, not while I have a second to hold him close, to get a deep sniff of his scent. Jackson growls a little, possessive, pulling me tight, feeling precisely the same. "How are you doing?" I ask, fighting a yawn and failing as I tilt my head up to look into his face. "About the Games? And...everything else?"

"What else?" he asks, frowning down at me.

I laugh a little, shaking my head at him. "I don't know, Jacks, your life? Which has changed drastically in the past week, let alone the past six months. I'm just checking in on all of it." "Checking in on me," he murmurs, lifting hand to brush over my hair, "when you're the one who discovered today that she can fall into a new dimension."

about that now than I was earlier. Maybe because I'm too sleepy. Maybe because with Jacks warm in my bed, it all feels

it's Jackson's instinct to always ensure that m okay and that my emotions are all right, but we need to check

we won, proud of you, pleased that Tony's showing that he's on our side and wants to be part of...whatever it is that we're doing. I think he's a good guy- my instincts are saying to trust him, that he's trying

us that we can."

nod warmly to my mate, encouraging, because I feel the

if I'm being honest," Jackson continues, raising his eyesbrows at me. "I've been

"Why have

met him, has had this rather dismissive turn to these sorts of questions - never really

where they came from. It was just something we could do - like

nod to him, listening,

family," he says, continuing to pet me absently, "the

this stuff. Though