The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0725

Jackson empties his stomach onto the corridor floor, one hand flat against the wall as he presses his eyes shut, his whole body trembling. Because - it can't be - What he saw can't be true-

But then why is he reacting like this? He gasps in a breath, turning back towards the figure in the Prince's arms. He sees it again, though - his eyes moving instantly to the mark high on her neck, still dripping blood - and her strange shifting scent - it hits him like a damn truck.

Jackson gags again, turning away, working hard to keep from retching.

"Clear this hall!" Rafe roars at the handful of cadets standing in the hall and peeking around the edges of their doors, staring fascinated at the tiny figure in his arms. Ben, standing with him, likewise snarls at the crowd. "All of you - either get in your room or go find Jesse Sinclair! Fucking now!"

Jackson's shoulders shake as he pushes himself up from the wall and he takes a deep breath. He turns towards Rafe but he can't - he just can't fucking look at her. Not like that - not marked. By him.

Ariel she's his mate. His girl. His fucking...everything.

Claimed by Luca Grant.

"Jackson," Rafe snaps, stepping closer as the hallway clears of frightened cadets who either slip back into their rooms or go running. "We have to get her -"

But Jackson just groans and steps away, shaking his head - holding his hand out flat towards Rafe - his shaking shoulders begging the Prince not to come closer.

"Jacks," Ben gasps, his eyes going wide. "You can't -"

"I - I need a minute," Jackson murmurs, devastated, ashamed of himself, his eyes falling to the ground. Because he knows what he has to do what he should do that he should take Ariel in his arms and hold her close and ensure that she's all right. But his wolf is howling within him, so full of grief, in real pain at what they now know.

At what they've lost.

hear

he takes her, he'll drop her. Or just collapse

"Get your shit together! She needs

putting both hands up now.

his face into his hands, trying so hard to get his thoughts together, to pull

She needs him.

it. He lowers his

stepping closer, reaching out a sympathetic

Jackson's girl in his

this

what? What does he want, for everyone to just stay in this hallway until he

He grits his

and p

pulls

disgusted with himself, working so hard to be strong and just failing - failing

so, so

snaps over his shoulder, striding fast away. "Get Jesse! Jackson, come when

Rafe, wanting to obey - but

his hand out but not daring to touch the devastated Alpha before him. Because he knows that in this volatile state Jackson, too,

hard to take deep breaths in through his nose. "No, I'm not all right,

then Jackson's head snaps to the side, and his

Ben whispers, yanking his