The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0691

"They're positioning all of our year of Academy Cadets here," Rafe says, tapping the map again with his finger. We all lean forward, studying it - even Jackson, who I know was in on the meeting with Rafe and saw this all before. "With our little group in the center of it."

"Wolf pack," I murmur, nodding.

"What?" Tony asks, looking over his shoulder at me.

I blush slightly. "Something Neumann called it," I respond, refocusing on Rafe as he continues explaining, either not having heard me or ignoring me.

"I don't hate it," Tony replies, giving a shrug and turning back to the map.

"The whole point of calling us up is sheer numbers," Rafe explains, drawing his finger now across the entire line of Moon Valley troops. "Roger wants a big assault on this cliff-side entrenchment, says we've got to get the Atalaxians out of there and on flat ground, either in front or below it."

"He's not wrong," Jackson adds, giving a steady nod.

Rafe nods too, continuing on. "So it's a big assault. The problem is, every time they've considered or tried it before the Atalaxians see it coming and route the forces from behind. So we've basically got to surround them in a semicircle so they have no way to get around us. Then we tighten in, like a fist."

hand to demonstrate. I

are in the least important strategic position," Jackson says, leaning around me to tap at our location on the map again. "We're unlikely to be the focus of the attack - and the hope is that the Atalaxians don't

at all of us, his eyes pausing on Daphne as she keeps her eyes on the ironing, her mouth firmly set against whatever it is that's pounding in her heart. "That we

sitting back against the cushions.

even as the dumbwaiter bell rings, signaling

in me makes my wolf

boys start to pack

for the night, Jesse keeps an eye on his girl. How could

gorgeous, and lovely,

concerned, and his.

Jesse says with a sigh, pushing up from his arm chair and

Jess?"

cousin like he kind of doubts it. "Lonce heard you say you wish you had a personal air conditioner and filter that you could carry around in front of you, blasting you

get allergies," Jesse murmurs, heading for the door. "Besides, the night before he goes to war a man wants to... smell a tree. I don't know. Don't

- Daphne is out the door not