The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 907

But eventually her tears subside, just a little. And she quiets and stills. And raises her head to look into his face.

His heart breaks to see the very real sadness there, and he lifts a hand, brushing at the tears on her cheek with his thumb, his eyes taking in the rough redness around her eyes, and the sweet, adorable freckles that dust her nose, and the lush, raw shape of her lips.

Jesse clenches his jaw as his wolf snarls, wanting her. Wanting her with a desperation that…

That is completely unfair. Inwardly Jesse snarls at his wolf, smacking him on his nose, forcing him to back down. His wolf grumbles but humbly obeys, working hard to deny his instinct to give Daphne the space she needs.

“Don’t look at me,” Daphne murmurs, embarrassed, raising an arm to wipe her nose and her cheeks on her sleeve.

“Please, don’t ever ask that of me,” Jesse whispers, running his hand over the tumbling auburn waves of her hair. “It would be the greatest regret of my life, to never look at you again.”

But she flinches away, and he sighs, thinking…well, that it was the truth, but perhaps not the kindest thing he could say.

“I’m glad you’re safe,” she says softly, sitting straighter, putting some distance between them. “I was…worried about you. We all were.”

“I’m fine,” Jesse says, quiet. He reaches out, though, and takes her chin in his hand, turning her face to peer at her cheek where Midnight’s claws cut her. “Ella patched you up?”

“Yes,” Daphne says, straightening her shoulders and gently taking her chin from his hand. “Your whole family was very kind to me.”

“Don’t do that, Daph,” Jesse whispers, shaking his head at her.

Her eyes flash a bit. “Do what?”

“Fall back on…politeness and courtesy,” he says, giving a shrug. “We’re – we’re so much more than that. Please don’t block me out.”

She sets her jaw, moving back an inch or two, the little cat peeking out at Jesse from behind her. “Are we more than that, Jesse? I don’t think we are. Not anymore.”

“Of course we are –“

“I’m a seamstress at your school, Jess,” Daphne snaps, saying the line she’s rehearsed in case this day ever came. The thought she’s said over and over to herself, to remind herself of her new place in his life. “You’re a mated man. That is…our relationship now.”