The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0944

"This has nothing to do with whether or not we're grateful for what Jackson did for this family and this nation," my father says, staring at me, cold.

"With all the resources this family has," I snarl, "with everything that we have imagined for our people - vastly different futures, equality between wolves and humans, and end to the kind of Atalaxian government that reduces women to chattel. But, somehow, we can't imagine a single way to let a young man continue his education just because he has a child!?"

"Ariel," Jackson sighs, reaching for my hand. "You're going too far -"

"No, I'm not," I snarl, whipping my hand out of his grasp. "And if you won't stand up for what you deserve, Jackson, I will!" I turn my face back to my father and my uncle, a desperate frown on my lips. "You raised me to believe in better values that you're enacting right now. And I'm ashamed of you."

I whip my head down to my mate, letting him know mind to mind that I can't be in this room any longer, asking if he wants to come with me.

But he just sighs and slumps back against the couch, not knowing what to do, not knowing where he stands. Not wanting to anger my father and my uncle, who have been so good to him. Not...not knowing what his next move should be, or can be.

"Fine," I growl, storming for the door alone.

"I, for one, agree with her," Jesse says, following behind me. "Ariel's ethics are right on this and, whether or not you see it yet, she's revolutionizing the way things are done in this world. Anyone who catches themselves on the opposing side from Ariel should...seriously reconsider their shit.” His footsteps echo behind me as I storm out into the hall.

easy, though I can barely hear it now as I march away. "Though I am too relaxed to dramatically

thoughts that replay my anger, and my arguments, and my conviction that this can't it can't just be impossible for Jackson to return to

very small and

a staircase and only come back to myself when my hand slams against a door, shoving it open, and cool afternoon air rushes

tracks, my breath

a little, and

the yurt as Jesse comes to stand

infuriating. As usual. God damn athletic

I say, looking up at him. "Is it...is it okay? To come here? When I'm all pissed

seeks comfort in the

dramatic hand out towards it before looking. down at me with a small smile.

don't mind hearing the deadpan truth of her opinions when you're finished spilling

my eyes at him. "Can I drink demon juice as

it's encouraged,” he says, raising his eyebrows

inviting. I can't help but smile a

and Ariel is confused," Jesse says, quite succinct,