The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy
But how do I get the upper hand here? Or, at least, get out of this?
“No developments in my magic,” I snap, though my voice is soft, almost a whisper as I stare tensely down into his face, wondering what the hell he’s going to do next. “Not since the marble.”
“Ah, yes, the fascinating marble,” Alvez murmurs, his thumb starting to make slow circles around the inner part of my knee. “That you melted. All by yourself.”