The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0695

It takes every single bit of willpower that I have to not shout "Dad!" and go running into his arms.

Instead, I act like a good little Cadet and snap myself into a salute, just as Luca and Tony and every other cadet in our truck are doing. Except I'm grinning like an idiot, and most of them look terrified.

My dad laughs, striding over to us and calling to the Cadets to be at ease, to go about fulfilling their orders. Hesitating, I think a little star-struck, the rest of my classmates do as they're told as dad draws near.

"Hello, Clark," dad says, beaming down at me, laughing a little at my false name. He tucks his hands behind his back, which to everyone else probably just looks like formality but which I know is him resisting the urge to grab me up in a hug. "It's nice to see my favorite nephew again."

"Hello, sir," I say, beaming up at him, my eyes sparkling. "You remember Tony - Anton - and Luca, of course." I nod to both of them, remembering my manners. Tony says a polite and cheerful hello, holding out a hand and shaking dad's before my father turns to Luca, who looks much paler and more quiet than usual.

"It's good to see you again, sir," Luca says, likewise shaking dad's hand.

is coming from and looking like he thinks it's well justified. I

know you were going to be here," I say eagerly, stepping forward and drawing my dad's attention back to me. "Are

to the den, wrapping him in a big growling hug,

favorite is. Luca sighs at my side and I lean into

double-time to keep up with my father's long stride, I look wide-eyed around the camp, which is very high-tech but also looks like it can be broken down and moved

talks quickly to

all times, in pride of place. My wolf trots happily in my soul, preening, her ears perked and her tail held high, quite pleased to have our

poor worried heart instantly warm. When all the boys enter, he slips an arm around my shoulders and leads me inside.

grin with delight, very pleased and excited, but before I can even open my mouth to tell him about it I'm swept

both in surprise and at the use of an old, much-retired nickname. "It's so

I gasp, pulling back a little even as he still holds me up in his arms, glancing anxiously