The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0834 Jackson crawls out of his tent, looking carefully around, trying to figure out...well, if there is actually someone here even if he can't smell or hear them. But as far as he can see and sense it's just rippling grass and the wind moving softly around him. He sighs, looking down at the little stone in his hand with a frown, wondering...what the hell it is.

Jackson inspects the rock thoroughly, looking for any sign or writing on it that makes sense to him. Then, hesitating only for a moment, he pushes on it with his magic, as he does when he passes his power to Ariel, trying to see if it engages at all.

But no, it's just a...rock.

Jackson scowls, glaring at the little chip of stone, hating it a little bit. Whatever that woman said about not being able to give him much...well, is this honestly that much of an improvement? "Thanks for the...rock," Jackson mutters, bitter. Then he folds his hand around it and turns towards the hill, hiking up the steep side until he reaches the top.

When Jackson reaches the crest of the hill he sits with a sigh, staring off towards the castle which is barely visible in the darkness. That stupid, impenetrable castle where Ariel is held. His girl, so close but...completely unreachable.

Jackson's scowl deepens as he thinks about her, wondering what she's up to tonight. Hoping that idiot who is claiming to be her mate is keeping his damn hands off her. Jackson's wolf growls at this thought, his head dipping low, his lips pulling back over his teeth. Ours, he growls, tension rippling through his fur. We will bite his hands off if he touches her.

Just to start, Jackson murmurs in agreement. His wolf's growl deepens.

if he could just

the world

as he tilts forward, like the universe has

his hands flat against the ground, the little rock still pressed against his palm. Jackson's head spins from side to side, trying to find anything

dark as it was in Atalaxia - but there is no vegetation. No...

by a maze of metal

heart pounding as he

within it. One moon looms larger than the rest, orange and heavy in the sky. Jackson's eyes move immediately to it, ignoring its two dark brothers to the left and

wonder and knows,

has described before - where she has been

to his feet, careful to take the little rock with him, glancing down at it and wondering if

But there's no time.