The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy
Their clothes, however, are completely different, as Blaze seem to prefer breezy linens that hang off his body while Faiza seems to be wearing some sort of specially made pants and jacket – all black fabric that moves and stretches with her like a second skin.
“You are small,” Blaze says, gesturing towards me, his eyes wrinkling with kindness as he says it. “As are we.” He gestures between himself and Faiza. “But, we live in a world that tells us we are weak, that holds that only the biggest and strongest are powerful. It is not true.”
“The truth is that Blaze and I could kick the asses of every single one of those boys at your table,” Faiza says, a confident smirk pulling at her lips. “All