The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0750

Jackson's silence is long. Too long.

I whip my face back to him, my mouth a grim line.

His expression is...carefully blank.

"Oh no," I whisper, slumping down, my hand whipping up to cover the mark. "You hate it —"

"Ari," he sighs, scowling and swatting at my forearm, attempting to knock my hand aside. "Don't do that - I don't hate it -"

"You do!" I protest, a little more devastated than I thought I'd be, even if I knew this was coming. I mean, he can't like it, can he?

"I don't hate it!" Jacks insists, laughing at me a little as I stubbornly keep the mark covered and frown at him, leaning away. "Seriously, Ari, it's fine."

"It's fine?"

He laughs again, giving up the attempt to pull my hand away and leaning back against the pillows. "Do you want me to lie and say I think it's my new favorite feature?"

I narrow my eyes. "Well then tell me what you really think."

I drop my hand and Jackson leans forward a bit to peer

my

groan, lashing out a leg and kicking at him. "You can't possibly think it's

me closer to him. "Besides,

shocked. "How the

gathering me further into his lap, even as I go limp in protest to make it hard for him.

lap and wrapped up in his arms. "Sera told me," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my hair. "That if I don't have anything nice to say...I

little but then groan at the realization of the truth - that he really doesn't like it. I mean, not that I expect

- I mean

—

hates it,

who has to look at it every day

it again with my hand. "It's very

hair. "It's simply...not to my

mark my mate

and smack Jackson on the shoulder, and then I sigh when I take in the full meaning of his words - that

shouldn't be worried about what I think," he murmurs. "Feel how you want to feel about it. I think that it

that must be hating, every second, the idea of another man's mark on my body. Honestly, when

"It helps

a bit still. "Faded?" I ask, looking up at