The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0751

And then I lift my finger, and hold it close to Luca's mark for comparison, and see that Jackson's...right. That it's quite subtle, but the mini mark is...different. It...shines, almost? Just barely perceptible, an incredibly faint line of silver tracing through it? And Luca's mark has none of that.

"Oh, that's really incredible," I murmur. Then I burst into a smile, looking at the mini mark. "See? I knew the mini mark was real."

Jackson just laughs and shakes his head, putting his hands on my hips and stepping close, dropping a kiss to my hair. "Not my mark yet, tiny. But..." he hesitates and then drops the point. I lift my eyes and meet his in the mirror, knowing what he's thinking, because I'm thinking the same.

That he needs to give me his mark. That the Goddess ordered it, and we both know it now. But also that...I am not ready. Not right now - not so close to my last marking which was, at best, traumatic. And even though I know Jackson would give it to me now if I asked for it...

"I just need a little time?" I whisper.

He nods to me, just once, quite simple. Letting me know that he understands and that the moment I'm ready, he's here. And not because the Goddess demanded it - because it's time.

For us, it's time.

I sigh, leaning back against him, and Jackson wraps his arms fully around me.

"Did my scent change?" I murmur.

experimentally, almost performative, because it's not like he hasn't

Honestly, you did smell different when I saw you in the hall - I think your scent...did change. And then when he rejected you it started to revert back- I read that that's what happens with scents of rejected mates. But it's

in the mirror. "Where on earth

me. "The internet, Ariel.

laughing and turn towards him, wrapping my hands around his back and grinning up into his face. Jackson smiles down

sigh and gaze up at him. "You really think we're going to

Jacks murmurs,

out wantonly taking lovers and getting marks, Ariel." I smirk at the idea, jokingly turning my head to the side and considering it,

I rest my chin on his chest, gazing up at him with all of my love

that's my line,"

his first gentle kiss to my lips, quite simple and full of love. I stand on my toes and kiss him back grateful for him, for his kind heart, his enduring nature,

given and run with it. Because I know what I've got and I'm never,

desires that that's stirring in him for my sake, knowing that I'm not ready for that just yet. But that at some

throat, looking away for a second as he works to control

breakfast in the hall with

I say, still smiling softly as he turns his eyes back to