The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 1008

“What,” Jackson asks, frowning down at the little rectangular stone in his hands. “Is it like, special?”

“Jackson!” Midnight hisses, standing on her toes to smack him on the chest. “They’re invaluable! This is only the second I’ve ever seen in the world! And I only know of one besides that other one!”

“Oh,” Jackson says, grinning down at her. “Cool.”

I burst into a grin at my mate, who has a knack for understatement.

“What is it?” Rafe asks, getting to his feet. Marigold sits up, likewise peering, curious.

“It’s the little…thing,” Jackson says, looking down at it again and running a hand through his hair. “It appeared in my tent when I was looking for Ariel in Atalaxia. I used it to shift to the land of Darkness. But then I got distracted and didn’t give it much thought.”

“I didn’t give it much thought,” Midnight says, her voice a perfect imitation of Jackson’s deep tones as she rolls her eyes. Jesse and I burst out laughing. “You idiot! It’s a talisman!”

“Oh!” I say, pushing myself to my knees and looking more curiously at it now. “Gabriel had one of those.”

“And the King,” Midnight says, nodding and tucking her hands behind her back, leaning closer to peer at it. “Though yours is a different color. Theirs was black and gifted as part of their corruption and darkness. Yours is like…yellowy-white.”

“Like your wolf,” I murmur, nodding, thinking that it’s a nice cream color.

“Why didn’t you get one, then?” Jesse asks.

“Because I was a talisman,” Midnight says, turning and rolling her eyes at him in turn.

My smile deepens, quite pleased to see that none of her personality has changed as a result of the cleaning away of the corruption. The God of Darkness – he really had a hold on her, but Midnight is truly her own unique little person, isn’t she?

“I was gifted by Darkness early enough that I didn’t need a stupid rock.” Midnight finishes, turning back to Jackson’s, looking at it wistfully.

“Well, now you do,” Jackson says, shrugging. “Here, take this one.” He holds it out to her. “Maybe we can…make it a necklace or something? Then you don’t have to carry it around.”

Midnight stumbles back a step, gasping up at him. “Jackson, it’s – it’s too precious – it was a gift from a god –“

My eyebrows raise because…wait, what? Is that really true?

Why…why is a god interested enough in Jackson to give him such a powerful tool?