The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0791 My wolf growls and turns in my soul, worried, wishing I'd had more time to ask Elias about Jesse's mate, this apparent master spy.

"Luca Grant rejected me," I say, shrugging and looking down at my plate, willing myself to look sad and contrite about it. "And Jackson McClintock is nothing. A brute. A commoner. I don't know why the Goddess saw fit to assign me to him."

It pains me to even say the words and inwardly I shout that each one is untrue, that Jackson is the best thing in my life, the best man I've ever met, and I endeavor to deserve him every day.

Gabriel simply laughs softly and leans towards me, drawing my eyes back up to him. "Your relationships to your past mates are nothing to me, Ariel. Especially considering they'll both be dead in a month."

I pale at his words, my eyes flashing, even as I work hard to keep my expression plain.

But Gabriel just laughs and begins to push himself up from the chair. "Prepare yourself, Luna, he snaps out. "Tonight I present you to the court and then our mating ceremony will be in a week." He leans down towards me, wrapping a possessive hand around the side of my neck, his palm pressed flat to Luca's mark. "And then I'll mark you myself, and wipe any memory of those pathetic wolves from your mind." His hand on my neck tightens as Gabriel pulls me towards him, slamming his mouth on mine, crude and vulgar, a claiming more than a kiss.

into my eyes. "I'll pick either Jesse or Juniper from the dungeons, and bring them to your

and stepping out into the hall without even looking back. I watch him in horror, my mind racing even as my wolf howls at the idea. Juniper - Jesse - do they do

sorry, Ariel," Elias says a long moment after Gabriel has slammed the door shut. Horrified, I shift my eyes to him.

looking between us, for some way to make this better.

standing from her chair and coming close to press

scratchy straw mat, a hand going to his lower back to massage the twinge there. God, god does he miss his big fluffy bed in the castle, with its dozens of pillows and mountains

me, where you belong," Midnight

eyes, turning towards where his strange little mate is crouched at the center of the yurt, stirring a pot over a small fire, the steam and smoke rising to disappear from a

just met you, Mids," Jesse murmurs, laying flat on his back and smacking his hands dejectedly on his belly. "What would my mother say, if she heard I spent the night in your bed on the same day we met?" "She would be happy," Midnight replies, quite cheerful as she stirs. "Because then we would give her

help it, and shakes his head. "Mom doesn't want grandkids right now, Midnight. My youngest sister is four. It would be