The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 1010

"I'm saying," Midnight says, freely crying now, cupping Jesse's face in her tiny hands. "That I – I don't want to have your pups, Jesse. Ever. Ever. I don't want them." She shakes her head, vehement. "I think I'd be a bad mom. I'd leave them at the grocery store and forget they were there. I - I just don't want it."

He swallows hard, listening as she spills out her truth.

"And I don't want to kiss you," she continues, her little chin shaking as she stares up at him with her wide dark eyes. "And it's not that you're not handsome -"

He smirks a little at this, making her laugh. She smacks his cheek lightly with her palm. "You stop that, I'm being serious here -"

He does his best not to smile and nods, letting her know he's listening, intently. To all of it.

"Jesse," she says, sighing hard, her shoulders slumping. "I don't want to be your mate. I don't want to do the romantic stuff. I love you so, so much but...all of that?" she says, tossing out a hand to encompass the whole world. "I want that more. I want to be free. I don't want to be tied."

"I would never try to tie you, Mids," Jesse says, lifting a hand to stroke over her hair. "Being a mate - it's not like that -"

she whispers. "But I just...I waited my whole life to find you. And I wish..." her voice breaks now as she hangs her head, shaking it. "I wish I'd had a choice. I wish I'd had more freedom. I wish I'd had...more. And now I've

breaking with his heart. She lifts her head and cries harder when she sees him

to wait for me," she whispers. "And I don't want to live my life by 'maybes' and 'somedays' anymore. I want...just me, in charge of me, making whatever weird choices I want, without worrying about who

slings her arms around his neck and presses her face into his shoulder, crying hard. They hold each other that way for

you, Mids," Jesse whispers, his

be family. Right? Would that be okay?

at the thought that she wouldn't be. "Midnight

wide smile, even pressed to his chest. "Yeah, I think I like

Bet

strange, wonderful little mate in the eyes, smoothing a hand over her hair.

him through her

Sinclair. I love you,