The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0664

"Hey, Blythe," I say as I approach. He looks up at me with a bit of surprise.

"Hey, Clark," he says, breaking into a smile. "Didn't think I'd get you here without a bit of kicking and screaming."

"Well, I'm here," I say, giving a little shrug. "Any chance you want to make a last minute trade?"

He just raises his eyebrows and stands.

"I have it on good authority," I say quietly, "that both Rafe and McClintock will work together to trade you their best guys if you just give me to one of them. You don't even have to give me my gun to go with me." I give a little kick to the familiar case that I now know holds my paintball sniper rifle.

Blythe twists his mouth to the side and gives a shrug. "My plan is to still work with you, Clark. I'm...kind of sorry to hear that you hate it so much that you don't even want to try working with me. I didn't do all of this to be a dick. I was looking forward to getting to know you. Building a team."

"I already have a team," I say quietly, looking off to the side. "So, is that a no on the trade?"

"It's a no, kid."

I clench my teeth a bit, but shrug, letting it pass. "Okay." I look around at the rest of the pile of supplies. "Is any of the rest of this for me?" "Sure," Blythe says, giving me a small smile. "A lot of it, actually. Since I only requisitioned one Cadet, we got a lot of really good supplies."

say, crouching down and looking around at

me cooperating

on what we can, knowing that the game starts as soon as

that onto my back and then begin to strap on the hip and thigh holster that Blythe ordered for me, which is small and precisely measured enough for me to guess that Daphne had a hand in making it. I smile, silently thanking her for

these?" I ask,

at your hips," he says, nodding to me as I start to strap them on too. "Larger pistols and extra magazine at

as I finish strapping it all to my body and then drape my bandolier of sniper bullets across my chest. "Cool. I like your

nodding to me. "See? I knew we'd get along, once we had the chance

nod back to him but don't

just peering

me, which

have other plans,

hills covered in trees, much less advantage for a sniper than the previous cliff faces. I wonder if the Captain thought about that when

a canteen of water over his shoulder. We have very little to offload from the chopper since it's just the two of us and Blythe plans to abandon the base immediately. "We've just got to figure out which of

started?" I ask, peering

Blythe asks, looking up