The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 259

Daphne sighs and we talk through some further protests, but finally we get to the point where we both feel like we’re on even terms. The champagne helps, I think, unwinding our tongues and our inhibitions, and after long I think we’re feeling even again, renewed.

Which is how I know that it’s time to blow up our world again.

“What?” she asks, frowning at me, sensing that I’m prepping to tell her something as she holds out her glass for a refill. I oblige her, filling my own as well.

“I’ve been keeping secrets, Daph,” I say with a sigh. Her eyes go wide and I laugh little, shaking my head. “Nothing to do with you, but…”

And then, with another big sigh – honestly, I’m getting kind of tired of sighing – I spill. I tell her everything – about having two mates, and Luca and Jackson figuring it out last night, and how everything went to pieces, and how Jackson didn’t show up for the train today.

Daphne is an amazing listener, scooting immediately closer to me and wrapping an arm around my shoulders. She quietly listens to the whole story, nodding her understanding and hugging me tighter and tighter as I go. “Wow,” she murmurs when I’m all finished. “Ari – that’s…that’s insane.”

“I know,” I groan, shaking my head.

“I can’t believe Jackson didn’t come home for winter break,” she murmurs, looking over her shoulder out the back window of the caboose, almost as if she’ll see him running back up the tracks behind us or something. “What a jerk.”

I laugh a little, straightening up and shaking my head at her. “He’s not a jerk, Daphne, he doesn’t have it in him to be a jerk –“

“All men do,” she says with narrowed eyes, and I laugh, which just makes her laugh in turn.

“No, Jacks is…he’s just delicate in this way,” I say on a sigh. “I guess he just…needed a minute alone to figure out how he feels about all of this. But at least Luca’s here.”

“Yeah,” Daphne says, patting my shoulder warmly. “But I get it. You wanted both of them – you want both of them. It’s hard for everyone, I think.”

She takes a moment to consider me, tilting her head a little bit. “So,” she says quietly, “they want you to choose between them?”

Slowly I nod, sipping my champagne.