Ch. 311..315: The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy Chapter 311-315
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I ned, getting it now, unlacing my fingers from behind his neck and starting to run them again through his hair, liking Jackson more now than I have before, which is...saying something. He's right, though — he doesn't have some of the more annoying and disgusting habits of our culture's masculinity. He just never learned them
“I don’t want you to think that I'm dismissing this,” Jackson murmurs, lifting a hand to softly stroke my cheek. “I respect that you're a public figure — and I'm proud of you for that. I think you take it seriously, and I...1 like that. So, if this hurts you, and you're mad about it, then I'm mad about it. But. if you're worried that I'm wounded by this?”
Jackson just shrugs, like bullshit like this can’t even touch him. And I grin, and pull him closer, and press a simple kiss to his mouth. “You're amazing, Jacks,” I say, shaking my head in awe a little. "You're so lovely.
"Do you want me to be madder about this?” he asks, genuine and earnest. “Because I can be angrier, if that's what you want.” And then he forces his face into more rigid lines, growling again, and I laugh as I feel the rumble of it in his chest. “This stupid...magazine!" he grumbles, taking it from my hands and tossing it to the floor, clearly trying to figure out how to perform an appropriate level of rage for my sake. “I'll...beat up that reporter! I'l... punch Luca!"
I burst into laughter now, taking his cheeks between my hands and shaking my head, urging him to stop.
Jackson laughs too and then shrugs. "Actually, I won't punch Luca,” he murmurs, smiling down at me. "Because...I mean, I really want him to win tonight, and I'm really strong and would seriously mess him up. So. If you want me to punch him, I'll have to save it for tomorrow.”
“Don't punch him,” I murmur, sighing happily. absolutely adoring my big tough Alpha. “But thank you for offering, baby, it's very sweet.” A little shiver passes through Jackson when I call him baby, and he looks away from me, I think hoping I didn’t notice. But I did, and I grin.
“Baby,” I murmur, turning his face back to me, and he groans and brings his mouth to mine, kissing me swiftly and burying a hand in my hair, absolutely sweeping me away.
We both sigh in disappointment when the door opens.
"Oh, gross,” Jesse says, and I turn to see him standing stoop-shouldered in the doorway, a pastry in each hand. “Rafe, my best friend is kissing my cousin! And it's gross.”
"Oh, shut up. Jesse," Rafe says, shoving him into the room and closing the door behind them. “It's not like I haven't had to watch you make out with people like, a million times.
“Yes, but this time it's Ariel, and I am the one having to do the seeing, and it's very terrible, Rafe, honestly — I might need a nap — I have to recover from this shock —
ait,” Rafe says, frowning at Jesse and processing what he said before — which sometimes takes a moment. Jesse talks a lot, and he says it all fast. "Aren't I your best friend?
‘Oh, no, that's Jackson now,” Jesse says, his facerfalling into mock apologetic lives as he points over at my mate:Rafe’ s jaw drops open in pretend shock as he presses a hand to histheart, making me laugh. &Yes, we came to new terms on a cliff outside the Academy the night Ariel told everyone she has two mates. It was a very traumatic experience, but very bonding.”
“All right, all right,” Jackson sighs, releasing mefrom his arms and putting his hands up like he gives in and just wants it all to end. I laugh” and mave over slightly, sitting pext to hiri'in the window seat instead of in-his lap. “What's going ons afiyway?’
"We come bearing breakfast,” Jesse says with a broad grin, moving forward and handing Jackson and I each a pastry.
"And also, a ride.” Rafe adds, crossing his arms over his chest and tilting his head back towards the door. “Car's waiting outside to take us to Luca's house. Time to go give him a piece of our collective mind.”
I beam at my brother and my cousin, thrilled that tiiey knew that this is precisely what I'd want to do next, N and that put this in order so that I.- didn’t have to bother with the details. takes bite of my pastry and jump tomy feet. "Great!" I say, wiping crimbs from my lips. “Let's go! I want to get to the bottorn of this.”
Rafe nods to me and then turns his eyes to Jackson. “You coming, McClintock?” I look back eagerly at Jackson, but my face falls when I see him hesitate. “Well...” Jackson says, a little awkward, running a hand through his hair.
“You're kidding me, right!?” Jesse sputters out.
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"Ch, come on,” Jackson says, keeping his spot on the window seat and spreading out his hands, the seriousness of his gesture ruined a bit by the fact that he's holding a raspberry pastry. "Do any of you honestly think that my presence at the Grant family home is going to help anything today?”
“It's going to help Ariel,” Jesse says, eyebrows raised, pointing at me. My own eyebrows go up because...I mean, is it?
“Ariel can handle herself,” Jackson sighs, rolling his eyes a little bit and dropping his hands to his knees. I mean, I get being over-protective in the Academy where people are trying to beat the shit out of her —*
“You included,” Jesse says, crossing his arms and glaring at my mate.
Jackson just returns his glare and keeps going. “But, Ariel is smart and capable — she doesn't need her big brute mate coming along when she’s got her big brute brother and big brute cousin at her side. Besides, you know my being there is just going to set Luca off. It's not worth it.
I beam a little at my mate, because even if he is declining to come and defend my honor, he's doing it because he thinks that I'm perfectly capable of defending myself. And there's something really nice in that — in Jackson's utter faith in me.
I send a grateful, warm little pulse down our bond, letting him know that I love that he sees me that way, and Jackson turns to give me a little wink before returning his gaze to Rafe and Jesse.
“Nah, I think he's right,” Rafe says, turning to Jesse. "Jackson's great backup, and he's on Ari's side, but in this case...it might be toc much backup Showing up to a knife fight with a rocket launcher. We want to keep this quiet, even if we do want to get to the bottom of it. Ariel's two mates getting into a brawl before Luca's fight isn't going to help anyone.”
Jesse scowls but puts his hands up, willing to be outvated. But then he turns his head to Jacks. “So, what are you going to do all morning, then?” ‘[ don't know,” Jacks says, giving a shrug, looking between the three of us. “Ella said something about...shoes. "Shoes?" I ask, bursting into a grin, dead pleased.
“Yeah.” he says with a confused frown, even though he doesn’t seem bothered by it. Then he looks down at himself and gestures casually with his hand towards his new clothes. "She did all of...this.. yesterday.”
"Ohhhh." Jesse says, grinning now as Jackson looks back up at us. "So that's where the glow-up came from — Auntie Ells.” "What's a glow up?” Jackson asks, frowning.
I can't help my laughter as I grin at my mate. “Wait, so...mom took you shopping?
“She brought the shopping here,” he says, frowning a little at the
nemory. “She.came and got me
om my roar, and then there were Il these people, and all these ~ clothes, ind someone cut my hair? and th§n I had to try on everything — took hours. And by the endof it your mom filled the whole room attached to my room with clothes. And she told me they're all mine, and I can wear whatever I want. And that today we're doing...shoes.” He shrugs, his eyes a little unfocused, like he’s remembering a fever dream.
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Which, considering mom's shopping methods...is probably a pretty accurate description
"Wait," Rafe says, fighting a grin as he steps forward towards Jacks. "What do you mean, a room attached to your room?” “I don’t know how to be clearer than that,” Jackson says, frowning at Rafe.
“Like, the room next door to your room?” Rafe asks
“No.” Jackson says, shaking his head slowly and looking between us. “You can only get to it from my room.”
“I think he means a closet,” Jesse whispers, grinning with delight.
“No, it's a room — a whole room, with a door," Jackson says, holding his arms out tohis sides to demonstrate how big it is. “And it’ Ss just fi led with clothes. A closet-> is. small. This one's big — like you could put a bed in there.” He frowns asgund at us, dropping his-arms while we all do our very Best not to laugh.
“Yeah, that's your closet, Jacks.” I say, taking another bite of my pastry and smiling at him. “It's called a walk-in. And it's your fault for letting mom have free reign over it — she'll never stop now.”
"So, all those clothes. . are for me?” He stares around at us like that can't possibly be true. “That's just the winter line, Jacks,” Rafe says, coming forward and patting him on the shoulder. "Wait till you see what she brings in for the spring.”
Jackson stares at my brother like he has absolutely no idea what that means, and he's a little scared of it. “Wait so,” he whispers, shifting his eyes to me. "How many.. shoes do I get?”
Instead of answering — because I know the trus-answer will freak him out - I just laugh and swoop down te give him@ quick kiss on the cheek’ He resgonds instantly, almost autarviatically, raising a hand that brushes quickly down the length of Hy side, a caress and a farewell.
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"Have fun with mom,” I say, straightening up. “She's nice to you, right?
"She's so nice to me.” He replies, eyes wide, like he cant believe how nice mom is to him. But we all know her, and so we just smile again, pleased to see him feeling cozy and cared for.
"Ckay, we'll be back as soon as we can,” Rafe says, turning towards the door. "And then we'll try to come rescue you before mom picks out your 80(th) pair of shoes.”
“That's impossible...” Jackson murmurs with a frown, standing to follow us out the door and go find mom. “80 pairs of shoes...nc one has that many.” "So, you haven't shown him your closet yet?” Jesse asks, grinning at me.
‘l am a lady, Jesse,” I say, waving goodbye to Jacks as he turns back towards the breakfast room, "Jackson has seen no part of my room, let alone my closet. A princess must keep her secrets.
"Ch, yeah right.” Jesse laughs, striding forward with me and Rafe towards the front of the palace, where the car they've arranged is waiting. “You have simply lacked the opportunity.”
“Yeah well,” I murmur, pitching my voice low so Rafe doesn’t hear me as well. “If I did get him in my room, I wouldn't be showing him my shoes.”
Jesse bursts into laugher but then turns it into a gag, pretending to be horrified and disgusted at the idea, which just makes me laugh more. Rafe gives us a little glare as we reach the car, wondering what's going on, but we just wave him off and he shrugs, deciding that he’s better off not knowing.
When we all climb into the car, though, things turn a little bit more serious as we all mutually turn our minds back to the problem at hand. I'm a little bit grateful, if I'm being honest, for the distraction that a bit of laughter brought me — it's been kind of an intense morning. But now that we're driving the short distance to Luca's house, I set my mind on what's really important: getting to the bottom of who released this information, and what the consequences should be.
Because if it really was Luca — I mean, I'm going to be devastated. But how, honestly, should I react? Should I...break up with him? Refuse to go to the fight? But no, even if I'll be horribly hurt, both of those options seem just... way too extreme
My wolf turns anxiously inside me at the idea of breaking up with Luca, about what that would do to our heart. But what, really, would my option be? Because...even if he's my mate, I couldn't let him walk all over me like that.
But did he even do it? And if he didn't, who did?
I'm still puzzling over it — and by their quiet, Jgsse and Rafe are too — when we alt up to Luca's house. -_ Rafe curges under his breath when he sees-that there are a couple of pressans spread out along t the street, clearly covering Lucas aetivities before his big match tonight. Content be ongs to
And, perhaps, locking out for a royal sighting.
Which were absolutely about to give them
"All right,” Jesse says on a sigh, looking between Rafe and me. “Nothing we haven't done before. Just — into the house as fast as possible, right?” "What, are we just going to barge in without knocking?” Rafe asks, his face clearly letting us know that this isn't a great idea.
But I see Luca's mom at the door peering out at it, looking closely at the black town car with tinted windows that’s stopped outside her front door, and then I see her turn to call to someone inside.
“It's not going to be a problem,” I say, reaching over Rafe to open his door and giving him a hearty push, urging him to get out. "Go — now. Let's get inside.”
Rafe follows my lead, getting out of the car and putting out a hand to help me, which I take. Then, together — Jesse a few steps behind — we stride towards the house.
By the time we get to the front steps, shouts from the press vans let us know that we've been spotted. They shout our names, trying to get us to turn so they can get a shot. We quicken our pace.
But before we can get to the door and slip inside, Luca’s already pushing through it, his face desperate.
"Ariel" he shouts, already shaking his head d;reaching for me. Before can stop him, he crosses the porch to metaking my face in his hands, staritig down into my eyes. ‘Ariel — I aneso sorry — I did not do this —* Cdntent
“Not the time or the place, Grant,” Rafe growls, @sing the bulk of his body to blosk us from the sight of -_ the p esgbehind us, which are N currenthy running towards the house to see-f they can get a shot ofc our encounter. Jesse strides forward, clasping a hand on Luca's=shoulder to get his attention.
Unwilling, Luca drags his eyes from my shocked face to look at Jesse. “Inside.” Jesse growls, fierce, giving him a hard shove. “Unless you're trying to get more publicity out of my cousin?”
Luca blushes a deep, ashamed red and steps away from me.
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I watch Luca's face change as he realizes that he's causing a scene, and that this does indeed look like a press setup. Luca coming running out of the house to clasp my face in his hands, when he could have easily just let us come inside?
Yeah, it really does look to everyone here - the press included, probably - like he deliberately came outside so that the press could get a shot of us on the front porch.
But no one else can feel Luca's emotions like I do right now - he's devastated, completely out of control of how he's feeling. Which, I mean, really could affect his choices, right?
"I'm sorry," Luca mutters, his eyes back on me now as he drops my face and stumbles back towards his screen door, yanking it open. "Please - yes, come inside _"
We do, and I duck my head, staying close to Rafe's side, hoping that the paparazzi didn't get anything that they could use. I mean, it's not like anything bad happened - but if pictures of me on Luca's porch this morning come out with Rafe and Jesse by my side? Who knows where social media is going to take it.
The speculations, I'm sure, are already wild.
Jesse closes the door behind him and shakes his head at Luca, clearly pissed off. "What the hell was that all about?" he asks, gesturing towards the press.
"They've been here all day!" Luca explains, shooting out a hand, I think desperate to be believed. I watch him closely, and honestly I don't think that he's acting - not at all. He seems to me to be really upset. I take a step towards him, wanting to comfort my mate, but Rafe reaches out to touch my arm just slightly - asking me, silently, to hold back for a minute.
I hesitate, but do as Rafe asks, letting my brother take charge. "You're not an idiot, Luca," Rafe says, his voice low, his eyes narrowed. "You're a celebrity - you know how press works. You know not to go running out on the front porch unless you want them to see it. So, what the hell was that? What the hell is all of this?"
Rafe crosses his arms, getting angrier at Luca as the moments pass.
I look between my brother and my mate, thinking again that this whole thing doesn't look great for Luca.
And my heart sinks because...I mean, honestly, I think this whole time I didn't really believe that he broke the story. But...did he? "Come on," a voice rings out from behind Luca, and I peer around him a bit to see his mom standing there, her face very serious, her arms crossed over her chest. "They can still see you," she says, lifting her chin to where press are gathered around the porch, aiming their cameras through the large window in the front door. I mean, I doubt they're getting anything they can use, but Linda is right - they can see us.
"Why don't you all come into the living room, where there's a bit more privacy?" Linda gestures towards the room before walking into it, clearly suggesting we follow.
Luca sighs, shaking his head and gritting his teeth, realizing that he's doing this all wrong. But then he turns, gesturing to where his mother is waiting. "Yes, of course, please come inside," he says, falling back on the manners which I'm sure his mom drilled into him as a child.
Rafe and Jesse glance at each other but then move, following Linda into the living room. I go last, glancing at the window and all the hungry press outside, wondering how the hell we're going to get out of here.
Inside the living room I see Luca murmuring his introductions between the Crown Prince, the Duke, and his mom, but the whole time his eyes are searching for me. I just cross my arms and wait for him to finish, my face not giving anything away.
Linda smiles politely at Rafe and Jesse, shaking their hands, before sighing and recrossing her arms. "Well, I'm not going to insult you by pretending that I don't know why you're here, and why you're upset." She gives Luca a little glare that makes my stomach drop - because, I mean, if his own mom is mad at him...
"We didn't mean to disturb you, ma'am," Rafe says, nodding apologetically. "But -"
"No, you're very welcome here," she says, holding up a hand to stop him as she turns away. "I'll let you talk and will bring you some iced tea." With that she leaves the room, leaving the three of us to turn back to Luca.
"I didn't do it," Luca says immediately, holding out his hands towards us.
My heart instantly lightens and I grit my teeth, wanting so terribly badly to believe him.
"I promise," he says, locking eyes with me now and shaking his head slowly back and forth. "Ariel, I didn't know that the story got leaked - I swear it, I didn't tell anyone, and I was completely shocked this morning when the reporter asked me if you were my mate - "
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