The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0950

"Oh...oh my god," Maryam says, taking a step back, shock all over her face. She presses a hand to her heart, shaking her head. "She's...gone? That's...that's so fucking awful..."

"You knew her?" I ask, stepping close to Jackson's side and glancing at Marigold, wondering if she should be listening to this.

"She was..." Maryam bites her lip, glancing between me, and Jacks, and the baby — clearly intuiting the whole complicated situation. “She was a really lovely person, Ariel. Really determined, and tough, and strong. And she - she really loved this

one -"

Tears prick Maryam's eyes as she reaches for Marigold, stroking a hand over her hair. And then Maryam turns away, I think not wanting the little girl to see her cry.

"Young women in the North are dying nearly every day for want of medical care," Hank says, his voice grave. Stern, he turns to my father, straightening his shoulders. "I've said it before, Dominic, but I hope you'll listen to me now that the issue has landed on your doorstep. Now that the war with Atalaxia is finished, if you do not turn the entire force of your attention towards the ills of your Northern lands, it will be neglect akin to atrocity."

"And I for one will never forgive you for it," Maryam adds, her voice thick with grief but no less strong for the emotion. I glance at her again, thinking that she's certainly got enough grit to be Queen. Maybe my grandmother knew precisely what she was doing in selecting her as Rafe's mate.

if Maryam herself doesn't

your trip for an afternoon, we'll convene a council right now and

at Jackson by my side, worried for him, wanting his perspective on this. But he just looks back at me stony-faced and shifts his eyes to his little girl, guilt rushing through every bit of him – because he didn't know, couldn't get there fast enough

if I may," Rafe asks, stepping forward, quite serious. "Me too,"

you do," Maryam scoffs, rolling her

again slipping. "What, now

to help because you have some kind

"I so do

Maryam shoots back, snapping her hands to her hips, "before we met and your

out a hand towards the east. "Fighting a

her eyes, making me burst

"Whatever!?" Rafe sputters, appalled.

like me. "Let's cool

a little at my mom's cool management of the situation before glancing at Rafe, who scowls, and Maryam, who studies