The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0999

Midnight's eyes go wide as she stares up at dad. "We do?"

"Yes," he says, nodding gravely and tilting his head towards the door. "Come on."

Jesse moves to stand up but dad puts a hand out towards him. "If Midnight is mature enough to enroll at this school then she's got to start to make her own decisions," dad says.

"Why?" Jesse asks, his brows knitting. "Ariel takes Jackson everywhere for moral support and no one protests. Mids," he says, fixing his eyes on her. "If you want me there, I'll come along."

"No," she says, her voice wavering a little as she looks between Jesse and dad. “I, um...yes. I'll come and talk to you. You're right, I have to start...standing on my own."

I gulp a little, thinking that Midnight has perhaps stood on her own for far too long. But still, I know dad will be kind to her, so I don't say anything. Dad nods seriously at Midnight and heads for the door. The young woman follows him outside, her curls bouncing.

When the door shuts we all turn towards the window, watching them talk.

"Mom?" Rafe says, anxious. "What's this about?"

quietly, likewise watching, her face as anxious as the rest of us. "Starting this fall, girls will be allowed to enroll in Alpha Academy

delight, spinning my

girls of Moon Valley can offer as much to our military as the boys. But," she says on a sigh, her tone dropping, "he's also telling Midnight that while her

as I realize

ducking his head

on a sigh, shaking his head. "Midnight is...not going to

are proved correct

Midnight bursts into tears. Dad sighs and pulls the girl into a hug, holding her through her difficult emotions,

knock softly on my bedroom door, biting my lip, worried for Midnight. She and Jesse have been in there alone for about an hour now, talking things through. Mom and dad have left, headed back to the Capital

living room, the remains of dinner spread out over our little coffee table. When no response comes from my knockl shrug at them, not knowing what to do Rafe waves his fingers

again knocking softly. "Um,

Ariel," comes a bitter little voice.

the doorknob, pushing open

and Midnight are both sitting on the bed, her pressed up

legs curled up