The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 1004

"Um," Midnight says, her voice high and humming. "No, please. I mean. I don't want to hurt the pups but..." she bites her lip. "I think.....I think my wolf needs her now."

Jesse reaches an arm out, wrapping it around Midnight's shoulders and tugging her close. "It won't hurt the pups." He looks up at Jackson, eyes pleading.

Jackson nods, lifting his chin towards the bedroom door.

Jesse and Midnight nod their thanks to Jackson and then pass into the bedroom. Jesse leans close to Ariel as Midnight presses the door shut behind them, giving her a little nudge on the shoulder. "Ari," he whispers.

Ariel gasps and then shrieks, whipping up an arm and smacking him hard in the face. Jesse groans, clutching his jaw, turning away.

"Jesse!" Ariel hisses, sitting up amongst the pillows, pressing a hand to her fast- beating heart. "What the hell are you doing here!?"

Jesse just groans, pointing at Midnight.

Midnight comes close, her hands balled up into fists and pressed to her chest. “Please, Ariel,” she says, her eyes round and brilliant with tears. “I – I need you to clear my wolf. Please, she's so sad - she just wants to be warm."

Ariel groans in turn, smoothing a hand over Midnight's hair and nodding to her. "All right, kid,” she whispers, patting the bed. "Climb up here. We'll do it right now."

few minutes later, safely in Jesse's soul, Ariel looks up at the man in question, who still clutches his jaw. "You know I know that doesn't hurt here, right?" she says, poking at his

his soul, where he knows Midnight is waiting. Ariel smiles a little, forgiving Jesse his bad temper, knowing he's

edge of his soul, both Midnight and her wolf are waiting, her wolf sunk deep into the muck but her eyes just as

this, Mids?" Ariel calls, hands on her hips. "Because, I mean...there's no going

think that I'm sure," Midnight says, glancing down at her wolf, who gargles a little growl of consent. "You cleared a

her head

his cousin with a great deal of exhaustion in his eyes. “I'm not

shrugging and conjuring up her fire, letting it

before, Midnight's wolf gives an eager howl, pressing forward towards the light and the warmth, wanting it badly. And as before, the oil starts to fade from her fur, drying up and flaking off or evaporating, revealing

ringing through, warmth starting to make itself known in her soul for the

the warmth, but the large pit of oil remains, and the oil stops drying

Midnight asks, suddenly afraid, looking between her wolf and Ariel, at

any hotter. I

little panicked, wanting to help Midnight and not knowing what to

little