The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0703

Luca's head snaps up. "So that's it, then, right? We get her out of here, now? Lock her away in a bunker somewhere until we blow that entire nation to pieces?"

"As tempting as that sounds," dad murmurs, pressing a kiss to my hair, "we can't risk it. Any individual truck leaving the battlefield now will be a major target. They know we're launching an offensive tonight - they'll be watching for changes, watching us try to sneak her out of here." I sigh, feeling completely out of my depth and very, very tired, my mind hardly able to turn from any thoughts except worry for my friend dying somewhere in this camp.

Alone, apparently.

Why is he alone? Why are none of our friends there with him?

I scowl, lifting my head, glaring around the room.

Ben, Jackson murmurs directly into my mind, sensing my worry. We sent for Ben. He's there with him now.

I pause for a moment, considering this, but then I nod, mollified.

"So, what the hell do we do?" Jesse asks, glaring around the room.

"Well, none of you hot heads are going to like it," Roger snaps, crossing his arms. "But the best move here is to make no changes."

Rafe growls, proving Roger correct. "We are not sending Ariel out to -"

to assume that they know the basics of what we have planned

and tilting his head back as he covers his face with his

up straight, surprised. Seriously? Is...is that what they want to

Jackson and Luca, who vehemently

Jesse just sighs, looking at me evenly, watching and waiting to

head up and look at my father, wanting his guidance,

make your own choices now. My instinct is to pin you to my side where you'll be safe, but Roger is right - the safest place

goes quiet, waiting

and close my eyes, forcing

as I do, I already know

a clear head. I want Tony alive and by my side, where he belongs, a part of my team.

one of those things right now, I can have

out into the

snarls break out in the room,

it would be to hide in dad's shadow and stay safe right now," I continue, opening my eyes and looking around, “I made a promise to this nation. I want fight Pony would fight. Tony would kick

me, his pride clear on his face, and dad tightens his arm around me. "That's my

offering me

I murmur. "To help defeat the people who tried to kill me. Who hurt my friend." Inside my