The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0718

"Come on, Shrimpy," Luca says, quite cheerful for my sake as he puts his arm around my shoulders and gives me a tug towards the door. "Let's go drink this." He holds up the bottle of wine still in his other hand and gives it a little shake.

I grin up at him. "You don't even have glasses."

"You can lap it out of my hand," Luca murmurs, pulling me towards the door. "Or use the cup in my bathroom."

"The one I'm sure you haven't cleaned all year -"

"Fine. I'll wash it, just for you."

I laugh and wave over my shoulder to Daphne and Jesse, who call their goodbyes. But as we slip out the door and I begin to pull it shut behind me, I don't miss that they go silent. My final glance back into the room gives me a glimpse of her hand fisted in his shirt, pulling him hard towards her.

Grinning, I shut the door and slip my arm around my mate's waist, following him down the hall towards the staircase.

No one bothers us on the walk to Luca's room, though I admit that I'm jumpier than I used to be in the halls. I mean, Gibson being the one who attacked me has really thrown off my feeling of safety. For weeks now I've felt utterly fine walking in the halls of this Castle, even getting frustrated with Rafe when he suggested I needed a chaperone.

But now that I know that at least one Cadet was placed here by the Atalaxians? And that my fire did not work as well as I thought it would when put to the test like that? God, anything could -

Luca murmurs, frowning down at me and tightening his hand around my shoulder. "You don't need to go there,

sigh, leaning against him. "I know.

little spooked?" He twists his mouth a little as he looks down at me, sympathetic, and

smirk a bit too. "Remember why I was in here the first and only time that I've been inside your

Because I was sick of giving you the silent treatment and wanted

just punched the crap

and kicks he door shut, lifting me up against his chest with one arm firm

says, laughing up into my face as I smile down at him. "Let's get you drunk so that you can forget your worries for

kiss my mate, loving him very

half

has me feeling all tingly. And my worries all feel quite, quite far away in the happy buzz of my mind. "Why

murmurs, closing

him. "We could put sugar in it to make it taste better. If I had any sugar. Which I

table. When I look back at him, letting my eyes drift all the way

he asks,

shrug. "You're