The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0872

"Oh, I think he should be worried," I say, soft and cheerful. A corner of Jackson's mouth turns up but he concentrates on his work, ensuring that the mark is perfectly clean before dabbing some antiseptic cream on it and wrapping it in fresh white cloth.

When he's finished, Jackson ties a little bow around the bandage and then surprises me by taking my hand in his, ducking his head, and then pressing first one quick kiss to my bandaged wrist and then another to the bare skin above it.

I blink at him as he raises his eyes to mine. "What was that for?"

He frowns a little. "I need an excuse to kiss you now?"

I tilt my head. "I just...never imagined you'd have the impulse to kiss the space on my body where another man has marked me. Even if it is under gauze."

Jacks slips his hand up to my elbow before giving me a little tug towards him, catching me and pulling me into his lap when I tilt forward. I smile, nuzzling my face against his bare chest, quite happy to be there.

his chest. "I love every part of you, marked or not. And I've been thinking about it a lot - I'm...incredibly jealous of both Luca and Gabriel for having some claim on you. Some part of me, selfish or biological, wants you all to myself. And I don't know

curiously at the sharp contours of his

power. Beyond not wanting you to ever be ashamed of them, or think that I don't like them, I want you to know that I accept them. I'm proud of them - proud of you. So incredibly proud of you -

Because how can he be so good? This man whose early life subjected him to such neglect and deprivation - how has he grown to be the most forgiving, accepting, wonderful

lifts a hand to brush warm over my hair, making me smile. "How can I begrudge these marks when they gave you

couldn't bear

both possession and love. "But you are still Moon Valley's Princess. And I love and admire and respect how seriously you take

say, my voice all creaky with emotion, a few tears finding their

of this entire story, Princess. Twenty years of war and then you're on the scene for what,

arms up, wrapping them around his neck, wanting to be held tighter closer. "I couldn't have done it without you. Not an inch.