The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0707

"Ari," Jesse whispers, equally awed, starting to take his fingers away.

"No," I growl, leaning back, wanting to maintain contact. "Look."

I lift my chin upwards to the sky, where through the rising smoke we can see more helicopters coming. Four of them.

Rafe glances at me and then touches the radio at his ear, relaying back to our father at the base the events of the attack. I keep my eyes on the approaching Atalaxian forces as a Cadet runs over to Rafe, glancing anxiously at me as he reports casualties amongst the Cadets and requests medics. Rafe orders him to call for aid and then turns to me as the Cadet runs away.

"How are you?" he barks out, his eyes sweeping over me, assessing.

"I'm fine," I snarl, keeping my eyes on the sky, a cold thrill running through me as I see that these helicopters are likewise heading right for us.

Rafe grabs my chin, trying to force me to look at him, but I just pull it away, keeping my eyes on the sky.

He barks my name again and I glance at him once. "They're coming Rafe," I growl.

"Can you do that again, Ari?" he snaps, all business.

nod. "That and

Rafe asks, clearly addressing Luca,

all murmur

of the group and turning towards our classmates - all of whom are terribly confused about how the hell we knocked down two Atalaxian war choppers without landing a single shot from the guns. "Hold fire!" Rafe shouts out at the Cadets. "I want these guns quiet! We're going to play possum for a bit,

only for a

steps back close to me. "All right, trouble," he murmurs. "When they get

don't think so," I

permission, I send my fire out

joy and pride coming from him to see me work. Jesse sends more shadows forward, likewise pulling on Jackson's power through me

enough, I increase Luca's wind, splitting the dark inferno before us into two whirlwinds that I send out into the night, heading right for

my magic plows forward into the darkness, hungry for the taste of

easy

creature at my beck and call - as if it's me. And I can feel

and the wind rushes through it, feel the hum of the helicopter as my power races

murmurs, leaning forward, peering into the dark. "The

binoculars from his neck. "I can feel it, though. I know where it is through