The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 59
“Well,” Jackson whispers, half to himself, “I guess we don’t need to go outside
anymore to try to talk to any birds.”
“Not unless we want them to melt,” I say, grabbing my knife off of my dinner plate
and leaning forward to prod at the glass.
There's a tiny moment of silence before Jackson bursts out laughing, but before I
figure out what's so funny, the four other boys in the room come to stand at the
edge of my bed, staring down at the glassy puddle that was a marble a few
seconds ago.
“What the...fuck is going on here?” Ben asks, looking between the marble and
me and Jackson. “What kind of weird—ass homework is this?”
“Seriously,” Luca says, crossing his arms and frowning. “You guys just hold
hands for an hour and then...” he shakes his head, baffled, “l mean, I don’t even
have an ending to that sentence. What is going on here?”
“None of your business,” Jackson says, gruff again as he starts to get up from the
bed. I snap my head to him, realizing that while he’s fine with me, he is not okay
talking about this with the four other young men in the room. “I think that
successfully concludes the homework, Clark. See you in class tomorrow.”
“Wait,” I say, leaning towards him, wanting to talk to him about this more — to
figure out what the hell just happened. “Jackson, stay —
“It's late!” he calls, standing to his full height and striding for the door. “I've got
Warrior track homework too, need to finish it up before morning.”
“Jackson!” I call again, a little angry now. Rafe grabs for my arm as I push myself
up out of the bed, but I just glare at him, moving away and chasing Jackson out
the door.
Jackson's already halfway down the hall on his long legs by the time I pull the
door shut behind me, wanting a little privacy. He pauses, though, and turns when
he hears me shout his name again as I run down the hall towards him.
“I'm not going to tell them!” I say, gesturing down the hall towards the room. “Ben
and
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Luca? I'm not going to tell them anything — I would never —
“Tell them whatever you want, Clark,” Jackson says with a shrug, “it's your
magic.”
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“Alvez said to keep it between us — maybe it was a mistake to even try to do the
homework with them in the room...” my words fade off as I frown at Jackson,
taking in the meaning of his words. “Wait,” I say softly. “What do you mean it's my
magic?”
Jackson scowls, looking down the hallway at the stairs, clearly aggravated with
himself and wanting to get away.
“Tell me!” I insist, the word squeezing between my teeth as I reach out a hand
and smack him on the chest.
But, perhaps unluckily, that little pulse pounds between us when I do.
“Tell you?” Jackson snaps, knocking my hand away so that I'm not touching him
anymore. “Tell you when you won't tell me —"
“I did tell you something today!” I protest, whipping a finger up and pointing it into
his face. “And don't try to pretend that I didn’t! You asked me if she was okay and
I told you!”
“Doesn’t mean you're not still keeping secrets,” he hisses, glowering down over
me.
“Don’t throw that in my face,” I snap, narrowing my eyes at him. “I have been fair,
as much as I am able. You owe me this — if you are insisting that that was my
magic in there, I have a right to that proof. So tell me!”
Jackson grits his teeth, turning to glare towards the stairs, clearly torn.
But suddenly, I don’t need an explanation as the pieces snap together in my
mind. “Oh my god,” I murmur, my hand falling to my side. “You know that it's my
magic because. ..it’s not yours. You already know what yours is.”
Jackson sighs, his eyes closing as his head drops. And he looks so defeated,
suddenly, that I have the impulse to reach out and comfort him. I stop myself,
though, remembering that pulse. Not wanting to remind him, again, of this thing
between us.
I stand for a long moment, waiting for him, and slowly Jackson raises his head,
opening his
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eyes. He glances quickly towards the door to my room, still closed, before
looking at me with a serious gravity in his expression. “I need you to promise not
to tell anyone,” he says softly, looking at me with such pleading in his eyes that I
can hardly bear it.
“Jackson,” I respond, staring up at him, meaning every word, “I promise. Never,
not Alvez, not Jesse, not Rafe — nobody.”
“And not fucking Grant?” he growls, his expression suddenly harsh.
And something about it...I don’t know. I can’t help the grin that twists my lips.
“Especially not Grant,” I promise with a steady nod.
“Fine,” he sighs, standing straight and running a hand through his hair. “Then
yes, we know that that’s your magic because it's not mine.”
“And?” I say, raising an eyebrow at him as I cross my arms over my chest. “Yours
is?"
Light floods down the hall as the door to my room opens and Rafe pops his head
out. He's frowning, of course.
“Too long a story to tell before Rafe Sinclair storms down this hallway,” Jackson
murmurs, making me smirk.
I sigh, shaking my head at him.
“Look, I'll tell you, all right?” Jackson promises, turning towards the stairs. “Just...
later. When there's more time.”
“Okay,” I say, nodding to him, hoping that he does.
Not because I particularly need to know but because...
Well, because I want Jackson to have someone he trusts, someone he tells his
secrets to.
And, perhaps selfishy, or maybe naturally...I want that
naturally... want that person to be me.
“Fine,” he says, starting to stride away.
I scoff a little, shaking my head as he goes. “Goodnight, Jackson!” I call after him,
annoyed.
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He turns to me. “What?”
“Goodnight?” I reply, raising my eyebrows at him wryly. “You know, the thing
people say to each other when they part for the evening?”
He stares at me for a long second and then laughs, turning again and continuing
towards the stairs. “Whatever, Clark. Goodnight, if it's so important to you.”
“It's just polite,” I insist.
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Ari,” he says, a shiver running down
my spine at the way he says my
name, his voice cool and rich and
low. He turns and walks backwards
away from me, a little smirk on his
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I can't help the grin that spreads all the way across my face as I bite my lip,
watching him walk away.
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I'm so completely distracted by the
sight of his tall frame starting down
the stairs, the way his shoulders
move, curling in slightly as he
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“Come on,” he murmurs, his voice exhausted. “You can moon over your mate in
the safety and warmth of our room.”
“Ew, Rafe!” I gasp, trying to tug my arm away from him and failing. Rafe just rolls
his eyes at me, dragging me back.
“Whatever, Ari, if I was ten seconds later you'd have been chasing him down the
stairs.”
“I would not!”
But when Rafe snaps his eyes back to me, his expression exhausted, I have to
laugh.
Because...well, maybe because he’s just a little bit right.
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Luca's moody when Rafe and I come
back into the room, and as Rafe
presses the door shut behind us, I
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But quite frankly, he’s burned his chance for that tonight.
“I'm going to take a long bath,” I sigh, grabbing my pajamas out of my nook and
heading for the bathroom. I don’t need it to get clean but I definitely want it, just
to relax.
“You're seriously not going to explain how that marble changed states of matter?”
Ben gasps, watching me move towards the bookshelf that doubles as a door to
our bathroom.
“Use your imagination, Ben,” I sigh, pulling the door open and slipping inside.
My last look, however, is reserved for my mate, who glares at me from the couch.
Because I am well aware that he expected to have the upper hand tonight.
And it looks like beyond all odds, I'm the one who walked away with it.