The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0607

"And one of the children of the God of Darkness," I murmur, frowning, likewise staring into space. "Ole Darkie."

Jackson laughs at the Goddess's nickname for her ex. "And he's got enough of those to choose from," he murmurs. "So we'll maybe never know."

"Wait, what?" I say, sitting up a bit to peer down at him. "How many children does he have?"

"Like, a lot, Ariel," Jackson replies, frowning up at me. "Famously."

"What!?"

Jackson laughs lightly, pulling me down against him. "You need to study your religious texts, Clark," he murmurs, brushing his lips again over my hair. "This is your nation's religion too."

"I don't study religion," I say, shaking my hair haughtily back, making my voice hoity-toity and smug. "I am religion - I am a demigoddess, after all."

me, his eyes crinkling, because even if I am kidding and

sigh, settling back down against him. "Explain. I am ignorant and wanting of knowledge of what is, apparently, my own family tree. Enlighten me." "Okay," my mate says, pulling me tight. "But listen up, because I'm not

times as I demand, supplicant," I growl, trying to do my best to embody bossy goddess energy. But Jackson's soft laughter just lets me know how deeply I've failed. "Okay, I'll listen," I say with a grin, snuggling against him. "But talk fast, because I'm

others they're just like...magnets, both drawn to each other or

understanding this and considering that for the past few hundred years or so - if

the Goddess pulls away, the stories say, he gets incredibly jealous. And he takes out that jealousy by...having a lot of affairs. Trying to

a little delighted at the cosmic drama of it

of them are demigods, like you," I wiggle my shoulders back, preening, pleased to be included, "and some are...very nearly full-on Gods, thought never on his or the Goddess's

can see how you'd make a demigod, but

all gets very...out of our realm of understanding. We exist in

my lack of knowledge and

over

of the near-Gods are more famous and powerful than others," Jackson says, a bit absent, getting lost in his thoughts. "Especially the older ones. His two eldest children and the ones that I think the Goddess your grandmother is most bitter about – are twins. They're frequently referred to religiously

I breathe,