The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0784 Why the hell...

A little knock comes at the door.

"Ariel, sweetheart?" It's Pippa. "Are you okay?"

"Yes!" I call, my voice tight. "Um, just a minute."

Panting, I turn back to the mirror and spit out the toothpaste, scowling when I realize that I'm still a prisoner, even if my magic somehow bizarrely works here. But, is that the only magic that works?

I take a deep breath, shifting my eyes to a towel rack against the wall and calling upon my gift of heat, willing them to burst into flames. I also pull on my mark, my connection to Luca, hoping desperately for any stir of wind, but...

I huff in disappointment, my shoulders drooping, because even if I can shift into the Dark world and the bizarre cages there, I can't pull on my fire magic.

What the hell is going on here?

Slowly, I turn back to my mirror, my mind racing as I try to decide what to do. My wolf paces in my soul, anxious and worried, plans flitting through her own mind - all of them aiming in one direction: to get us home, to get back to Jackson.

I look down at my chest, relieved at this, because honestly half of me was worried that she'd want me to pursue things with this new mate. After all, when I first came in contact with Jackson and Luca - even walked into the same room as them - she'd gone absolutely mad, encouraging me to find them, to get naked, to crawl into their beds.

is wrong - his wolf is off. Wrong, like that Prince

was right when he claimed to be our mate. It is...undeniable, as true as it was when I

that the Prince is...wrong. Something is strange about him, and we have to find out

belly, and look closely at myself in the mirror. At my pale face, my

wolf howls, anxious and completely

as I consider my options. Obviously, my best and most powerful

Not against Atalaxia, not with all these Alphas running around. My mate- Gabriel made that

ret

get me fighting lessons as a girl and that I didn't have enough time with Blaze atthe academy. Even as my mind turns to more important things, some part of me

for sure. I

- home to my mate, and my

I

on, they're not going to stock anything beyond the mildly toxic in here. I mean, Newman taught me enough that I can mix something up if I can find the right supplies and I'll

-

a direct path to getting out of here, is

reflection in the mirror, one single resource