The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0921

"I'm going back -" Cristof shouts, throwing a hand out towards the North. "I can't just leave them, Jackson -"

"You can't - you can't -" Jackson looks frantically down at his sobbing daughter and then back at his friend. "You're just leaving me like this!?"

"It's what you did," Cristof says, bitter, his lips turning down in a horrible frown.

Jackson's face falls, devastated, and he just stares at his friend, knowing that he's right.

"I'm sorry," Cristof says, dropping his gaze to the ground. "I - I love you, Jackson, and I missed you, and I wanted you to be there. We're all alone, and it's so crazy, and I – I think I hated you? For getting a better life and not even thinking of us?”

"I thought about you every day," Jackson whispers, shaking his head.

"I know," Cristof says, nodding, still looking down. "I just...I was jealous, all right? But - she's going to have a better life here." He points to the little girl, his head flashing up. "You'd better give her a good life, Jackson! She's...she's a good kid! She's really cute, and she tries, and she's good. And... Tasha tried really hard to get her out! So you get her out, all right? For Tasha and for Marigold! And for me!"

"Stay," Jackson begs, stepping closer to Cristof, his voice breaking alongside his heart. "Just stay, Cristof - we can help you, you can have a good life too -"

"I gotta go back for Zachary," Cristof murmurs, looking again to the north. "I can't...leave him there."

send for

Cristof says, sitting down hard in the driver's seat. Marigold wails

grabbing the door, trying to hold it open, desperate

at the bigger Alpha. "You let me go now, or I'll run you the fuck over. I have to go - if they find out I'm here, if there are - are pictures of me in one of your magazines

that it's happening – that

-

balance by his grip on the door, and he only flashes his hand

the car, his hands gripping the wheel. "You give that girl a good fife. And fucking don't come back, Jacks - they'll

on the gas pedal and peeling

stares after his friend as guards rush down the

one of the guards calls out. "What's happening!? Do you want that

a hand, stopping the guards in their tracks, and Jackson slowly turns his head to face the

"Let him go. It's...just let him go, okay? Don't tell anyone about this. No report. This is

wish, sir," the guard says, bowing

and the little girl before moving back

Marigold - is incredibly quiet for a long few

and Jesse