The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0894

When Jackson and I come out of my room a little while later, in fresh soft clothes and all cleaned up, the party is in full swing. I laugh to see my family so heartily celebrating my homecoming, and my newly mated status, and Jackson's addition to the family, and the end of the war.

But still, my wolf howls a little when it becomes immediately apparent that one little thunder cloud isn't here, lurking in the corner and glaring around at everyone, pretending not to have any fun at all.

I sigh, leaning against Jacks and taking a long sip of my wine. He tightens his arm around my shoulder, looking down at me. "You okay?"

"Yeah," I say on a soft sigh, my eyes still moving over my wonderful, happy family. "Just...missing Junie. Wishing she was here."

He hums his understanding and tightens his arm, sending a great deal of warmth and love and support down the bond. I smile up at him, truly appreciating that he doesn't try to convince me not to be sad or worried for her. He just hears me, and understands, and wants to comfort in whatever way he can.

"Hey, I love you," I say softly, my face breaking into a smile as I gaze up at him.

His own face breaks instantly from serious repose to happiness, such a drastic change that shifts his whole face from...well, frankly from terrifying to lovely. He grins at me, stroking a hand long over my still-damp hair.

tiny," he says on a happy sigh. "Very much. Now come on, let's go tell

don't think they know?" I ask,

the room. "Who

me. I give Elias and Benny warm hugs and kisses, asking after Pippa - who truly is feeling her pregnancy at this point - before moving very quickly to the other two, curious about their

doctor, who is

so glad you were able to return safe." He steps back from me and turns

thunder-cloud energy, if perhaps

remember my daughter,

rushing forward to

slight hug in return and patting me on my back. "Enthusiastic

pulling away, a bit confused about this taciturn greeting from my

ask, beaming at her, a bit wide-eyed. God, Maryam sure did grow up well, didn't she? She was always a bit of a plain kid,- but now? With that tall, willowy figure that somehow also manages to have curves, and those dark, heavy-lashed eyes, and all that gorgeous hair flowing halfway down

fine," she says, dry, giving a