The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy
God damn it, Luca in that high-collared black uniform, with the dark grey belt around his trim waist…
My wolf howls inside me, rolling onto her back like she’s been knocked out cold.
We’re never going to make it here, I whisper to her, laughing inwardly, but she doesn’t even bother to respond. This secret…might as well just spit it out now.
“Nope,” Ben whispers, pitching his voice low enough that only I can hear the words as well as the humor lacing them, “I don’t think I’m the Princess’s taste at all.”
I screw up my face and lean over, smacking Ben hard on the arm.
But we both laugh, because we know he’s dead right.