The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0696

"I mean, I prefer badass assassin one?" Tony says, grinning his wry half-smile as he steps forward to shake the duke's hand. "But sure, that works too.'

Roger laughs, instantly liking Tony, as dad shoos us all forward into the center of the tent where there's a large table waiting with the details of the battle clearly sketched out on it. Roger moves to stand with Jesse, draping an arm around his son's shoulders and making it quite clear which of his parents Jesse more closely resembles.

I grin, suffused with happiness to see my family again so close together, wishing with a sudden vehemence that Mom and Cora and and Junie and Mark were here too. And all five of Jesse's siblings. But even as I wish it, I know it's ridiculous - we're here for war, not a reunion.

Still, I lean close against my dad, feeling quite warm and cozy with Jackson on my other side. Quite passively, without realizing that I'm doing it, I reach out and slip my hand into Jackson's. He makes no protest, simply wraps his fingers around mine and gives my palm a little squeeze.

"How are you all?" dad asks, looking around at the group. "I know this was all rushed, but it's important. Tonight we're going to make a serious strike in Moon Valley's favor - one which we very much need."

"We're fine, dad," Rafe says from dad's other side. "Glad that we can help." I peer around dad to see my brother give a very casual little shrug, looking dad evenly in the face. I grin, looking between them in their military uniforms, reminded again of just how much Rafe is my father's younger double.

"You were all briefed last night?" Roger asks, looking around at us, his humor falling from him so that his much more serious side can come forward - a side which I know the rest of the world is more familiar with but which is rarer for us, to whom he is close.

we'll use your abilities in the strike tonight, but if it's as powerful as your mother and the Captain

mean, while I told the Captain that I was a powerful weapon in this war...I don't know, to hear my father say it makes

to look up at him properly. "But, I mean, it's...flashy. If we do it in camp people are

Jackson asks,

face up to him in turn, a swivel that's threatening to pinch a nerve in my neck from bending my head back so much. I

these big

sensing my thoughts, nearly

do you mean, downsize it?" I ask, frowning at

on fire. Can you do the wind and the flame and the shadows just...a tenth of the size?" "Um," I say, standing up straight and looking at the table before us. "I

means," dad murmurs, gesturing towards

give a

17.

on my left and Luca comes to take my right hand while Pony steps close in case. close control. Jesse stands behind me, again placing his