The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 1001

I exhale slowly, my fingers twisting in my wolf's fur as I look over at Jesse,

standing next to me, his wolf at his side.

"This is weird, cousin," he says with a little grimace. "Welcome...to my soul."

"It's nice here," I say, nodding, looking around at the mostly-blank space that looks precisely like my own. "I like what you've done with the place."

He smirks and nods his head to the left, silently asking me to follow. I do, and it's not a long walk before we reach the dark space where his soul ends. Across the darkness, though, I can easily see a too-familiar sight.

"Oh, heavens,” I say, putting my hands on my knees and peering forward, my eyes fastened on the little dark wolf, sunk deep into the oil, just her eyes and nose and points of her ears truly visible above it. My wolf howls at the sight of her, desperately worried. "Jesse," I say quietly, glancing up at him, "this is...very bad. Much worse than Gabriel."

"Well, I think she's been corrupted since she was a kid," Jesse says on a sigh, crossing his arms and looking very worriedly over at his mate's wolf. "It makes sense that it would be worse. But this is...even worse than it was before. Darkness is pulling her further in, perhaps? Maybe even as revenge."

"Jess, I think...I think Midnight has to take action," I say quietly, grief and worry twisting in me as I straighten. "I don't think she's going to survive like this. At least, not for long."

He sighs, dipping his face into his hand, obviously agonized by that insight. "Okay. Yes, we'll...we'll try to persuade her that it's important."

"Where is she?" I ask, looking around for her.

she can't come here," he snaps, his temper a bit short in his worry. "We don't have a bond." His wolf pants with worry, shifting from foot to foot, his eyes fastened on the little she-wolf in her

reaching out and slipping my arm around his. "Why don't you just...call for

cupping his hands to his mouth and shouting "Oye! Mids! Get

my lips together, trying

moment later on her wolf's side of the

exasperated, gesturing at her wolf. "The least you can do is

at him and then down at her wolf. "Yeah, but I don't like

her, aghast, a frustrated

stay clean," Midnight says, crossing her arms primly across

would think would extend to your soul,"

louder. "Mids," I callout, giving her a cheerful smile. "I was

you could feel it. Would

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she says, her toes turning inward as anxiety starts to rush through her. "I.....I guess. But don't bring it over here,

and un-looping my arm from Jesse's, starting to call up the magic. “Whenever you

down at her wolf, which continues to snarl at us, its livid red eyes fixed on Jesse's wolf. But then Midnight gulps and nods

air when it gets too big to hold. Jesse takes a step back