The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 1000

I nod, understanding and crossing to the bed, climbing onto it to sit between them. Jesse turns more fully towards me so that we make a neat little triangle.

"What are you thinking, Midnight?" I ask softly, wanting her full opinion.

“I'm thinking that it's a bad choice either way,” she grumbles, crossing her arms and sinking back into the pillows. "If I let you clear my darkness and take my powers then the nice professor won't want me to be his spy student anymore, because I'll be useless. And if I keep them, then King Dominic says I can't be in the school anyway!" Her voice gets squeaky with grief on the final words and my heart wrenches for her.

"And what I am trying to say," Jesse says, a bit between his teeth. "Is that she doesn't even know how many of her powers are tied to her corruption. It's very likely that she was gifted powers as a child that have nothing to do with it! But she won't even talk to me about trying to find out -"

"I wont be made useless!" Midnight hisses, leaning forward to glare at Jesse. "I won't just be some tiny, powerless girl! I won't do it!"

My heart twists again at the fear that underlies her words, the true vulnerability there. And I understand, instantly, what she means. Midnight's powers are all that Darkness celebrated her for, as well as her value as Jesse's mate. Without the powers...she will feel as small and defenseless as Darkness always told her she

was.

do we do?"

your dad," Midnight snaps, turning her eyes to glare at me

it to her chest. "He always does whatever

here, Mids. It's too dangerous to have you enrolled in school

he's in that egg!" she

Jesse, who just shrugs, clearly exhausted and without

her hand. "What if...there was a way to find out which parts of your powers would disappear if we removed the corruption? What t would feel

at me, suspicious. But when Jesse and I don't say a word, letting her process the question, she drops her eyes. "If it didn't do anything permanent," she murmurs. “

for Jesse's

Midnight asks, anxious, leaning away from me as Jesse slips his hand against mine. "What...what are

not going