The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0833 We all stand quietly for a long few moments before Elias turns to me.

"Ariel," he says, his eyes meeting mine. "You need to run."

My eyes widen as I turn them to him. "What?"

He shakes his head. "He wants your power, badly, and he's making moves to take the throne, which means he thinks he can get it. If you gleaned any information from your ambassadors about how to get out of here, you need to use it. And go."

My teeth clench and I step towards the pair. "I'm not leaving without you."

"You have to," Pippa says, shaking her head. "There's no time to consider -"

"No," I say, my voice firm. "I'll find a way."

"You need to consider what is possible, highness," Elias says, falling back on formality I think to stress to me how important this is. "Not what you want. Pippa and I," he looks down at her, giving a steady nod. "We'll find our own way."

She looks up at her Alpha with a great deal of faith.

unpredictable? I can't leave them here – not with Gabriel in charge. Not...considering what Gabriel very likely knows about these two and

herself to process her grief. Because even if I never got the impression that Pippa was close to the Crown Prince in the same way that she was to Elias and Gabriel growing up,

her go with worried eyes that drift to her stomach, knowing that she doesn't need any more stress in her pregnancy. My heart aches

staring at the ceiling, wondering what the hell I'm going

there a way to navigate this, to trust my grandmother's intuition - as well as my professor's instructions - and access Gabriel's magic without becoming

be better to

to decide, all the time terribly worried that the wrong choice

the dreams - revolves around Ariel. Ariel's face, her sweet laugh - they

that her

of his senses alert and aware for any change. His magic allows for such a state resting so as not to

-

like a dream, mixing with his memories of Ariel's voice but...it wasn't. It had been in this

the

the air, able to sense...something. But not even a true scent, more like... the sense of hot metal, or frozen air, which affect the nose and sinuses but don't have a smell. He sniffs again, quite sure

carefully and sends his senses without, searching the vicinity for any movement. And as