The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0905

Mark cries out, just slightly, as his wolf howls and scratches and begs him to go forward, to grab the door, to push it open, to find her, to grab her into his arms -

Mate mate mate mate mate - he snarls again and again, over and over in Mark's mind.

And Mark groans, because he knows - he knows his wolf does this, that he lets his impulses take control, and that he - Mark - knows better. Knows that this poor girl she's just afraid. But -

God, who is she?

Who whose baby is she carrying!?

Should be our baby, his wolf snarls, angry now. Go kill him, whoever took her, whoever took our Luna, it will be our baby - we will kill him, and then she will be

ours -

Mark groans, putting his head in his hands, digging his fingers into his hair.

And then he does the only thing that he can think of the only thing that works when his wolf takes over like this, and he shifts.

Shifts into his wolf and then runs, runs as far and as fast as he can, letting the exercise wear his wolf down.

his mother's forgiveness as he disobeys her and dashes through the doors,

the entire time - with every footfall -

Shit. Shit.

run before his life catches up to him. And right now, he has no idea how the hell he's going to face

Jesse says, laughing and giving Rafe a shove into his room. "You

his arms, her head on his

do, Jess," Rafe murmurs, turning and slumping in the door frame, not yet ready to

on the cheek. Indeed, the five of them had spent hours going over possibilities, coming up with a plan for how Rafe can talk Maryam down

dramatically to the side. "She's upset. I can't rest when she's

right now," Jesse laughs. "Trust me, you don't want her

head up to glare. "Ima prince,"

and gives Rafe a shove. "You're a

stands, turning towards the bed. "You sleeping over?" he mutters, gesturing towards the other bed

Jesse says, slipping his hands into his pockets, glancing at the clock on the wall. Shit, when did it get that

he's crazy even as he flops into his bed. "You don't have anything to do.

wish that were

another sigh, he turns on his heel and strides out of the family apartments, through the halls, up the stairs, and out

by the helicopter shakes his head