The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0644

But our warm moment is short-lived as the doors to the hall open and Rafe and Jackson walk into the room, both of their faces stern and worried.

My breath leaves my lungs a bit as I watch them - as we all watch them. Rafe and Jackson, side by side, look like...I don't know, like warriors out of a myth or something, so tall and broad and radiating so much power that it's hard to believe that they're real. The sheer physicality of these two, especially together, is enough to make even the toughest Alpha quail.

Luckily, I'm not an Alpha.

I perk up in my seat, dropping my fork and raising my hand to wave eagerly at them. It doesn't get far, though, when Ben snatches my wrist and lowers my hand to the table.

"Boys don't wave and call cheerful hellos to their mates and their brothers," he murmurs, smirking at me.

"Well, that's very rude of boys," I say, blinking innocently at Ben, even though I laugh, grateful for his help. I have to admit - the more comfortable I become at the academy the more I forget that I'm supposed to pretend to be a boy. Ben - he's just helping. "Yeah, we're not fun," Ben says, smirking at me and turning his head up to Jackson, who looms over him as Rafe takes his own seat moodily next to Jesse. "Oh hey, Jacks!"

Jackson just growls at Ben, not in the mood, wanting to sit next to me.

"Oh, did - did you want this seat!?" Ben asks, beaming up at Jackson and playing dumb to tease him.

Jackson's growl just deepens.

his voice over-friendly and cheerful.

he sighs and turns to our friend as Ben takes his plate and moves over to the next seat to Jackson can sit next to me. "Thank you, Ben," Jackson says, his voice dark and testy. "That was...very nice of

a warm pat on the knee, and he growls again - warmer, this time, which is pleasing to me - but still clearly in a bad mood from whatever

kindly to the waiter as he brings his warm breakfast plate. "Not

was weird?" I ask, my

eyes with a frown. "Just...hung out like he didn't care. Wright put up a fight for the best Cadets, which

him to throw the games," Jackson says, looking over his shoulder to where I suppose the

at the front of the room, stacks

stand

puts a hand

I mutter, keeping my eyes on

than you," Jackson murmurs, keeping his eyes on Luca. "He'll be back with the

sigh, recognizing that

reaches the Lieutenant first, followed closely by a mass of other Cadets. Luca takes a few sheets of paper and looks down at them even as he starts back. But then he stills

something is wrong, and Jesse is too a second after him. Jackson stays in

I