The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0701

I moan in horror as the tent floods with people, as they stomp out the lingering flames and try to pull Tony's body away from me. I scream against it, holding onto him, not wanting to let him out of my sight.

But Luca is there, crouching behind me, murmuring to me to let him go - to let the doctors help him to unclench my hands that are clinging to Tony's uniform. Luca's words don't register with me for a moment as the medics come flying in, as people begin to shout to notify the command about the dead Cadet on the floor, about what they assume was a fight that broke out -

But Luca's hands are calm on mine, and he slips his fingers beneath mine and unfolds them -

And then they lift Tony, and they take him away.

And I completely lose my mind.

I scream out all of the horror and fear that's racing through my body, through my blood.

How-how can the whole world have fallen apart in thirty seconds -

Gibson - Atalaxia - flashes of knives coming right for my face - the sting of the cuts across my palms -

Tony in front of me - Luca's roar and his fangs - and then blood -

Blood, everywhere. Blood all over my friend, blood still all over me.

to me, pulling me up into his arms and then up off the floor, his whole body shaking as he does, as I cry and sob out what sounds like an endless

are," a superior officer commands, putting a hand out to Luca. "This is

turning my face into Luca's

taking him to the king," Luca snarls, pushing past, pushing through people

taking him fucking nowhere

open again and more people come

crossing the tent to me with Rafe and Jesse and my father in his

steady presence, and Luca only hesitates for a second before passing me over into my father's arms. "What

far more than could be produced

dad

Get answers. Report

chest. I call my mates as my father carries me out, begging them to come with me, feeling it when they both comply, silently following my father as he carries me down the path between the military tents. As we go,

still can't stop

my hands freshly bandaged in white linen, Jackson

tent is silent

my cheeks. Jackson keeps a hand steadily on my back, his wolf curled defensively around

we

three times on

only thing to do