The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0640

Jackson's aware that I'm holding something back - I shut down the bond a little bit so he doesn't hear my thoughts or feel my feelings as I speak - but he doesn't say anything about it, giving me my peace and my privacy.

"That's an interesting assignment," he murmurs, letting his hand travel idly up and down my back. "Though...I don't know why Faiza wants you to train so hard as a spy. I'm not...I mean, Ariel, I'm not going to let you go into situations like that without me." I bite my lip and nod, because I agree - I have no intention of doing anything dangerous without Jackson by my side. We've already made that clear to each other and to the Captain.

"She's still my teacher, though." I murmur. "I...still want to learn."

Jacks nods his understanding and takes my hand in his, raising it to brush a kiss over my fingers. "I hope you'll think about bringing me some time in the future," he murmurs, keeping his words light, I think so I won't feel pressured. "I want to see you in action. And keep you safe."

"You just want to see me as a redhead," I whisper, grinning at him.

He snarls a little bit at this and shakes his head, vehement. "You're the perfect blonde," he murmurs, his eyes moving to my hair. "Besides - it's already...pinkish orange."

I gasp a little, laughing and smacking him on the arm. "The proper term is rose-gold."

He laughs along with me, nodding. "Yes," he says, letting his eyes drift shut. "My perfect little rose-gold wolf. I remember."

turns to glare at Jesse, who stands there rubbing one eye, looking like he's been run over by a truck. "Jacks,"

a finger at him.

to wrap a hand around my

and he rolls his eyes, settling his hand in mind and starting to pass energy to

frowning and moving towards the bathroom. "Why the hell were

calls. "Looking at

our cousin for a second like his choices of pastimes are a complète mystery. But then

—

the bathroom without another word as I gasp, sitting straight up, having

us his magical energy. "Why do you smell head to toe of Daphne this morning?" gasp again, spinning to look at

Jacks. "You keep your god damn mouth shut,

whisper-shriek, my hands flying to my chest.

and you are too naked for this conversation," Jesse mutters, closing his eyes and looking away. "I confess nothing. Your boyfriend's stupid

whisper, leaning over towards

smell is better than yours," Jackson murmurs, casual. I

me everything,"