The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0613

"What the fuck man," Ben murmurs, running a hand through his hair and looking anxiously towards the empty half of the room. "Cadets, at war? Has this...ever happened before?"

"It hasn't," Rafe answers, raising his head, the set of his mouth grim. "In the twenty years that the school has been open, Moon Valley has never called up its Cadets, its least-trained warriors."

"This is bad," Luca whispers, and I raise my eyes to look into his worried brown ones. "Really bad."

I squeeze his hand, agreeing with him, and then cast my eyes around at all of my friends. "Are...are they going to call us up to?"

"No way to know," Jackson says, staring down at the table, his mind clearly working as he sits down in his spot next to me. "If they do it means that it's...dire. That the war is going very badly and that they're getting desperate." "Shit," Tony whispers, crossing his arms and looking down at the floor.

Rafe and Jesse sit too, but silence reigns around our table, just as it does all of the others.

Because even if I did spend the morning chasing my brother and my cousin around with a paintball gun...it's never been more obvious than it is right now that we're not playing games. Not at all.

That this is very, very real.

"Whoa," Tony says, causing each of us to raise our heads and look at him. But he's looking over my shoulder at the door, one eyebrow raised in significant Alpha interest. "Who the hell is that?"

all turn in the direction of his gaze and I sigh when I see that the person who's caught

She's here for me.

hair swinging moodily into her face. "Well," she says, her smirk deepening as she crosses her arms and looks each of the boys over in turn.

sigh, turning in my

me a minute," she murmurs, taking her turn running her eyes over each of the

to my feet.

me. "Not

Faiza slowly

moving fast and stepping in front of Faiza - holding out a hand to block him. Tony stops in his tracks but otherwise ignores me, giving Faiza a vicious

voice low and sultry. I spin with a gasp to see her wrinkling her nose at him, clearly enjoying this. "You look like fun. Like someone I could toss around." "Listen, you can toss

a glare. "Did you need

"Why?"

a too-sweet smile, violence lurking beneath it as she silently dares

I turn desperately back to the table, my eyes

whole carafe of coffee off the table, which makes the majority of the boys gasp in protest. "Quiet, minions," she sighs, rolling her eyes

Sey'll bring you another."

Tony murmurs, moving closer