I find myself feeling quite touched, and a little overwhelmed, as I lean against his chest, tucking my head for a second beneath his chin, cozy and warm despite the chill in the night air. Because…maybe he should be mad. There is…there is more coming, after all, that he’s not going to be pleased about – it’s actually not so simple as him having me now.
And if he just forgives me at every turn, even though none of it is my choice either, even if the Goddess herself gave us this path…
Well, who is going to watch out for Jackson’s heart, in the trials to come?
We are, my wolf growls, fierce.
And I set myself to the task, immediately agreeing. Jackson – he’s big, and he’s powerful, but he’s quite tender, beneath it all, isn’t he? And…
As sad as it sounds, Jackson is a bit more desperate for love and affection than I’d like him to be. He’s willing to wipe away all the offenses against him, just to have me in his arms.
God, he’s too good, to pure and sweet. I press my eyes shut, begging the Goddess for strength so that I can be as good to him as he deserves.
“What?” Jackson murmurs, nudging me with his nose, and I realize that I’ve gone quite still and rigid in his arms.
“Nothing,” I murmur, lifting my face to look into his. “Just…thinking about a thousand things.”
“Well, don’t worry about them,” he says with a little frown, like it’s so easy to just not. I grin at him, laughing a little. “We’ll figure it all out. It will all turn right.”
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