The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0855 I do my very best to imitate my mother in this moment, trying to fall into that deep mediative state she uses when she heals people. Because I have to go into my soul now, and into Gabriel's, to try and help him. Ben – he's handling the physical healing of Gabriel's body.

But I'm here to concentrate on my new mate's soul, and his wolf.

When my inner eyes open, I see that I am indeed in the world of my soul, my body appearing there next to my wolf's in a way that it never has before, except perhaps in dreams. "Oh, hello," I say, laughing as she bounds over to me and gives my face a few happy licks. I run my hands quickly through her soft, pretty fur

- something that I've only done in pieces before, rushing a hand over it or grabbing it with my fingers.

Yes, here in my whole body for the first time, it's different.

A little whine makes me turn, and I laugh when I see Jackson's gigantic dark wolf standing there too.

"Oh, you're here!?"

He huffs and steps forward, his head lowered towards me, as if to say where the hell else would he be. I laugh and scratch his head too, smiling when he turns his face into my palm in the same wolfish way that Jackson does in the real world. He gives my hand a playful nip before bounding off after my wolf, heading towards the edge of my soul where she stands, her paws shifting anxiously, looking over the edge.

I follow them there and peer across the little soul bridge towards Gabriel's soul, seeing his wolf still there sunk into that pit of oil and tar, just his nose and his eye above the line of it like a crocodile. That is, if a crocodile also had pointy tufted ears that stuck out a little bit too.

looks up at me, desperately wanting

and patting her head. "I want to help

breath and step forward onto that bond, the bridge

wolf wines

skirt with my teeth, pulling

anxiously in his throat,

I murmur, reaching out stroke a hand over his lovely, strong face. "I'’II be safe, I

drops my skirt. I hate this, Jackson says, directly into my mind. I smile and lean forward, pressing a kiss to his wolf's face, but then turn to my wolf, who is

soul, the last bit not yet consumed by oil, is that it is....so much colder on Gabriel's side, within his

my shoulder

Jackson's wolf stands, Sve

at

to see if he, too, can cross. But it's not his bond. Stuck, he howls softly, calling to us, and my wolf howls back

sort of snarl that chokes him, even as he gives a last-ditch sort of lunge for my wolf, clearly wanting to pull

going to my knees and already beginning to pull on my magics - on