The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy
I consider it for a second, and then nod.
“Her name was Tasha,” he continues, holding my gaze. “And it was all…really strange.”
“Okay,” I say, feeling oddly half tense and half calm. I lean back against his arm a little, still clutching the sheets to my chest so I have something to hold tight in my fists. “Tell me everything, Jacks.”
“Okay,” he murmurs, and then he leans forward to press a long kiss to my lips, passing all his love and assurance and adoration down the bond to me before he starts, letting me hold onto it while he speaks so that I know that the story itself changes nothing.