The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0702

We all turn towards the entrance, though me going stock straight with fear - when the flap lifts and a silhouette appears. I shy away from it, remembering again Gibson's dark form against the door - "It's just me," Jesse says, seeing my fear and reaching out a hand for me as he steps into the tent. "It's all right, Ariel."

Shaking a little, sniffing hard, I straighten up. "Is Tony okay?"

Jesse's face falls a little as he steps into the tent and lets the flap fall, slipping his hands into his pockets. "It's not good, cousin."

I moan, my head falling. Jackson snarls again and I hear Jesse sigh at Jackson's implicit command to stop saying things that upset me. But I shake my head, declining to be coddled, because I need to know. "They don't think he's going to survive?" I ask.

Jesse sighs, deep. "They don't know," he murmurs.

"Is mom coming?" I raise my eyes to my cousin, desperate for him to say yes.

But Jesse just pauses and looks at me, I think deciding what to say.

I flash my teeth, a growl building in my chest alongside my demand.

He just sighs and shrugs. "I don't know, Ari. They didn't tell me."

clench my jaw,

two nearly identical dark heads appear. I sit up straighter, looking between my

snaps his fingers at Jackson and Luca, demanding a little space so he can sit and talk to me.

side and leaving a space on the bed for my father to fill. Dad smiles just slightly, I think liking Jackson's protective instinct, even if it is

close. "I'm

moan that tightens my throat and nod my head, knowing that my grief won't help anything and that dad didn't come here just

holding me close. "I never wanted this

to deny it. Because, I mean, everyone else has seemed to hold it together very well

them today. So

with a stern expression, the cheerful and funny

the beginning, why would he have waited until today? And why attempt to take out Ariel, when he'd have had

wary around Wright, but I never gave a

a great sleeper agent," Rafe murmurs.

my mind - it's so soaked in grief, so bogged down that I don't think I can think of...anything,

turns in a

protective circle around mine,

at me, angry

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