The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0966

"You're going to love it -" I say, grinning at Marigold, who sits up, as intrigued as her dad. "It's called Mystery Hunk saves -"

"Give me that " Jackson snarls, snatching for it. But I burst out laughing, pressing it closer to Marigold instead.

"It's her present, Jacks, you can't take away her present -"

"Dad!" Marigold bursts out, desperately pleased, pointing at the image of her father on the front of the magazine.

"Oh my god, Marigold," Jackson groans, leaning far over and reaching for it. But when his fingers curl around it Marigold gasps, clutching it to her.

"My mystery hunk!" Marigold protests, her eyes going big and round with worry. "Yeah, Jacks!” I say, cackling a bit with glee, grinning at my mate. "It's her book!"

Jackson sighs and releases the magazine, letting her have it. "I'm taking that back the moment you learn how to read, Marigold."

She brushes that point aside, smiling down at the magazine. "Mystery hunk." "Yes, that's daddy!" I say, laughing, a little delighted. "What a great story!"

"You'll pay for this," Jackson sighs, turning his eyes to me.

My grin widens as I crawl closer to him, snuggling up and letting him pull me into his lap. "I'd better," I murmur, passing him a sultry little pulse down the bond. He laughs at that, low and deep, pulling me close to his chest.

pressing a kiss to my cheek just

turning my face and

I'd like it to be, for

quickly, turning my eyes back to the little girl as she flips through the pages of

tell you everything," I say softly, glancing up at my

giving me a squeeze. Then together we lean forward to Goldie, telling her the story of the Mystery Hunk that we make up as we go, doing

pretty astoundingly. But Me

pictures

us before her eyes slip shut and her cheek rests softly against the pillow, falling quickly asleep, her

whisper, leaning forward to brush a soft finger across the swell of her

is," Jackson sighs. I turn to smile at him, loving how much he loves her already, how easily he's

whisper, sitting up, reaching for

a quiet little snarl, bundling me up in his arms and standing as he grabs the baby monitor, accomplishing it all in one sweeping move. "Come on, Tiny," he

my legs a little in anticipation, my stomach

me through

we

to keep going, wanting privacy tonight. Following my directions, Jackson carries me to one of the dining rooms very close to the family apartments. This dining room is my favorite because it's so

request for some simple food down to the kitchens and