The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0822 "All right," Rafe snaps, nodding to Mark. "Anything else, Luca?"

"Um, just this missive," Luca says, reaching for a pink scrap of paper on the desk. "From that Hank guy - letting your mom know that he's coming in via helicopter tomorrow with a report on The Community - that place Jackson is from. He says he's hoping he'll be able to have an audience with her, but he

understands if she's busy."

Rafe rolls his eyes a little and takes the piece of paper. "I can't believe Hanks asking for that at a time like this," he murmurs, tucking it into his pocket. "But mom will make space for him. She always does."

He turns away, waving to Mark to come with.

"Rafe!" Luca calls out behind him as the Sinclair boys move towards the door.

Rafe sighs, but turns.

"Please," Luca says, holding out a pleading hand. "Can we talk? I'm - I'm so sorry, man -"

"You know, things might have been different," Rafe interrupts, harsh. "If you'd been there on that

battlefield? If you'd been holding her hand, like Jackson was?" Rafe shakes his head, anger welling in him.

Luca takes a deep breath, dropping his eyes and leaning hard against the desk in front o fhim.

turning away. "Until then, I don't have a god damn thing to say

from the

Mark's wolf scratches at the dirt of his soul, urging him to realize that somehow Rafe is being unfair. That Luca could have

prevented

one - Mark turns to follow Rafe, knowing that even if he is being unfair, Rafe is still his brother. And his allegiances, always, are with his

the boxer as he goes,

very still he sighs, getting back to work. Gabriel shifts us back into the hallway outside my door, which is bustling with people. Gasps echo around us as Gabriel angrily shoves

strides across the room and

Pippa moans,

with his arm. "You will leave my Luna where

and grabbing Gabriel's arm,

and pushing myself back so that my back is against the cushions and the headboard. "Leave Pippa out of this," I snap. "She didn't do anything. I tricked her

up in his arms, looking anxiously between

me and leaning over the bed to glare into my eyes. "You thought that you could go flitting around the castle as much as you wanted, and that as long as caught you running around the exterior fence in the Dark Lands that I'd think you were trying to escape. I know you went for

I know

them, or else you'd never have gotten to

mate who's not only completely

my plans. God, couldn't she at least have been cool and given

for the last time," Gabriel growls, leaning closer and raising his hand, the threat to strike me real. I lean away, genuinely afraid, my hand going to my jaw. Because if he hits it