The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0956

The next few minutes pass calmly, the girls getting lost in their games, Jesse splitting a can of orange soda between him and Midnight, pouring some into a glass for her and taking the can for himself. Then he sighs, leaning back on his hand, studying his mate.

"What?" Midnight asks, taking a sip of her drink before resting her cheek on her knee.

"You just look...better, Mids," Jesse says, his eyes moving over her. "You've put on some weight. You look healthy. It makes me happy."

She narrows her eyes. "Are you going to try to seduce me now?"

He laughs, shaking his head. "No, I didn't mean it like that."

"Good," she murmurs, turning her face away, again watching the girls like a little dragon that has unwillingly let intruders into her cave and isn't happy about it. "I'm not doing any of the romance stuff. Gross."

"No worries," Jesse says on a sigh, searching his heart. But still, even as he does, he realizes with a rather strong assurance that even if Midnight is his mate, and even if he can admit that she's a beautiful girl, he is...still not attracted to her. Not in that way.

His wolf turns in his soul, anxious and confused, not getting it. Shouldn't he be attracted to her, if she's his mate?

Maybe it doesn't work like that, his wolf says, pacing back and forth. Ariel said she had a stronger sexual connection with Jackson than Luca...

murmurs inwardly. But she still made out with

be described as a wolfish little

gaze, looking towards the space where the bond would be if Jesse accepted it, beyond which they can

his wolf says, hesitating, maybe things would be different if

hums aloud,

tell me," Midnight

blinks back to the moment,

can feel you thinking about me," she says on a huffy sigh. "What is it

again with

what you said," Jesse says,

his

his lips, taking a sip. "About wanting to enroll in Alpha Academy in the fall? And

Midnight says, sitting up straight and setting back her

want to be a spy like Ariel - I think I would be a great spy, better

to stop you. I'm on board," he says, truly meaning it. "But, I mean, you know that Daphne still works

eyes go wide, her jaw drop ng open. "You dare to mention the whore!?" she hisses, her eyes darkening,

shadows away like smoke, glancing over at the little girls, not wanting them to be afraid. But they continue their games, giggling and trying on