The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0628

"Oh hey, Tony," I say, beaming at him and resisting the urge to laugh my ass off at his slack jaw, his unblinking stare. "Nice to see you! Did you just come out for a drink or," I look around, but don't see anyone with him, "are you out on a date?" "Whaaaat weird-ass alternate dimension did I fall into?" Tony whispers, running a hand through his hair just as his face bursts into a grin.

"The best kind," I say, grinning at him in return, wrinkling my nose. I jump a little as the bartender places the two beers in front of me and names his price.

"You can put them on my tab," Tony says, raising his chin towards the bartender, who nods and walks away.

"Aw, thanks, Tony," I say, genuinely touched. "That was nice."

"Seriously, Ari," he says, stepping closer to me and looking around, anxious. "What the hell are you doing here? This isn't the sort of place where -"

"Daphne, let's" Luca strides over, his voice tight and anxious, but his whole demeanor shifts when he realizes that it's Tony I'm standing next to and not some stranger. "Oh," he says, scowling a little and looking Tony up and down. "It's you."

"In the flesh," Tony says cheerfully, giving Luca a wide, slightly wicked grin. "Nice to see you, man." Luca doesn't return the sentiment.

whisper eagerly to my mate, pleased as

us both a bit as I hand Luca one of the beers and take a sip of the other, grimacing as

attempting to turn me away.

I follow Luca away. I give Tony a pout over my shoulder and mouth "sorry," nodding to Luca, but my friend just gives me a wink and waves

like our cover's already blown," Luca murmurs, anxious,

shaking my head. "It was

shaking his head as

say, sitting down on one of the stools and waving a hand at him. "What?" Luca hisses, sitting

my teeth, not wanting it to look to others like we're arguing. I'm supposed to be really dumb! Which means you can't be hovering over me - people have to actually come over here so can see if

growls, "where I can protect you. The people here, Ari

I correct, raising

rolls his eyes. "They're not

flashing my eyes at him, a little angry. "It's eight feet

a second, pleased that he agreed, but then I remember that I'm not supposed to be prim - Ari is a bit prim - but whoever I