The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0649

"Can you...can you move it, Ari?" I hear my mom whisper, and I glance to the side to see tears streaking down her face, her fingers pressed delicately to her lips as she stares up at this incredible thing that we've created.

I turn back to the fire, concentrating, and as I sway slightly to the left...yes! My smile deepens when I discover that the whirlwind itself moves left too. I move back to the center and again to the right, moving like a dancer - like the ballerina I was raised to be. The whirlwind

of flame and shadow goes too.

"Amazing," Tony whispers, delighted and awed.

Suddenly, Luca lets go of my hand and steps away.

The shadow fire immediately sinks to the ground and I scramble, a little, to catch it in my surprise. But ultimately it's easily done, the fire simply obeying gravity again, attached to the ground instead of lifted high in the air. Jackson turns his head to glare at Luca, having felt my shock and surprise, but Jesse exhales a long breath and takes his hand from my neck too. "Okay," he whispers. "I think that's enough for me too. For right now."

The shadows rise like smoke from my flames and suddenly there the colors are back - cheerful and yellow and red, burning happily through the little pile of wood.

I turn my head to Jackson next, who grins at me and drops my hand.

And then, when I look back at the fire it's...

bonfire, burning happily through the wood provided for it. Just...any normal

all silent for a long, long moment, each of us just staring - I think trying to figure out if...if we all shared some kind of insane group hallucination right now or something? Or if

laughing so hard that there's no time to draw air into my lungs. Breathless, I wrap

most amazing thing I've ever seen!" he roars. "That was so fucking fantastic! That was incredible!

me, holding me high against his chest so that I beam down into his face, my hands already

the great marvel of his life, "are the

how much he means it and how much he loves me and how proud he is - all

through his hair.

he says, his smile deepening. "I'm good, tiny - it took less energy

hurt?" I ask,

me, and snarls again, and drops me a bit in his arms so that my face is even

back with all

a long moment

Line

wiggle in his arms, begging to be put down, and he growls-hating it - but obeys, letting me slip down

sister, spinning me around in turn. It goes like that for a few minutes, everyone gathering me close and talking about how amazing it was, the details of it, the possibilities for

though, that when Luca hugs and congratulates me his words are stilted, his wall still up. I peer up at him, curious, and he does his best to give me a warm smile - but suddenly I'm pulled away into my mother's