The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0682

At night, the whole thing is a great deal more powerful and stunning, a red and burning whirlwind that reaches for the sky. I play with it more this time, making it hotter so that we can all feel the heat radiating off of it, experimenting with the brightness and the colors, pushing it this way and that to see how much I can move it around. I'm quite pleased when I see that I can use Luca's wind to blow it like an actual tornado, whipping it around the open space before us, though of course I'm careful to keep it from getting too close. "Hooolly fuck," the Captain whispers. I glance over at him, desperately pleased to be able to make such a stunning point. He looks over at me as well. "Can you...can you talk to me while you do that?"

"Sure," I say with a shrug. "It doesn't need my full concentration."

"What more can you do with it?" He asks, eager. "Can it go...wide, as well as tall?"

I tilt my head to the side, experimenting, and am desperately pleased when the fire goes wide and low, creating a wide ring on the ground instead of a tall funnel.

"God damn it," the Captain says, his face bursting into a grin. Then he looks over at me. "How...how big can it get?"

I glance over at Jackson who looks down at me, quite casual. "I've got... acres of power left in me, Ari. I'm not kidding when I say this is a croissant."

When I look back at the Captain his face is twisted in confusion. "A croissant?"

I laugh. "He just means it can get big. Really big."

squeeze my mate's hand, loving him

good part?" I ask

to his hairline. "This isn't the

him with

And then he sends his power coursing through

turns black,

us, and feel the heat of my flames on our

Jesse's shadows,

eyes shining with excitement even as his

hurries off after

about needing to make some calls. But he nods to me and doesn't mention anything further about expulsion so...I think in this case, we call it

me, wrapping me up in a hug and nearly taking both of us to the ground in her excitement.

"I might even need a

sewing machine."

want," I whisper, "you know Jesse will buy them if the school won't." She gasps