The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0759

"No, I think you are, I just..." she shrugs, looking down, smoothing and hand down over the fabric covering his chest. "I just love you a lot and you keep talking about marriage and rings - but that's all very...human, you know? And I'm a wolf."

He smiles a little, honestly relieved.

"Do you want my mark?"

She looks back up at him through her lashes, blushing, because - well, it's ridiculous, right? They've been dating for like a couple of weeks at best - how can she want it like this, this fast, when there's no bond - But she's sure - absolutely sure even if her wolf is not, and her wolf is coming around to the idea, honestly, that maybe it's just his half human heritage, that the bond will come and they can go and ask the Goddess what's up when this has all settled down.

Because everything is else is so real, and so vivid. In her heart she knows it's him, knows it has to be. How...how could it be anyone else?

"Yes, Jess," she whispers, smiling a little, laughing. "Yes, I want it - but -"

He snarls, laughing too, rolling her over in the bed, reaching for her shirt buttons. "Cool, let's do it now -" "Jesse!" She bursts out laughing.

"I'm serious, I've got like fifteen minutes, and it's just a little bite - I can do that in four seconds -"

knows he feels precisely the same - they're both just...a little swept away by each other. But

want it to be right. And you do too. Not on

says, looking at her quite seriously, all the love in his heart clear on his face. "We'll make some time in the

a ring," she says, smiling a little, absolutely perfectly happy. And then she leans in, pressing her mouth to his, closing her eyes and kissing him with everything she's got. They lose themselves to each other for a long few moments, burying their grief, their worries about family, their anxieties about war in their mutual happiness which right

why neither of them notice as the room slowly

And at the center of it all a very small form made of darkness itself, her breath heaving in her chest. Mittens gives a horrible

hand to grab at Daphne's shoulder and haul her back,

female form with dark pits for eyes, a hole from her mouth from which horror and shadows fall with every breath, every word.

as Jesse roars leaping for the

him, stepping into his rage

has he tightens the hand around

he's perfect as Daphne screams in horror and fear and pain. "You're mine. Not

around him, and

echoes in the room alongside Daphne's panting

suddenly the room is precisely how it was not thirty