The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 993

“If I’m dismissed from the Academy now,” I interrupt, holding up a hand and conjuring up my blue flames, which make him take a step back in surprise. “Then the military of Moon Valley loses the opportunity to train and make use of its most powerful weapon. Which, if you ask me, is far too much of a loss when the solution is simply to make a slight adjustment to the rule book.”

He snarls at me, teeth flashing. “Obviously we value your powers, Ariel, which is why I suggest you return after your…confinement. It is far too dangerous for a pregnant woman to train at the academy!”

“Eh,” I say, glancing at my fire and then vanishing it away. “If I leave now I don’t think I’ll ever come back. I’ll be far too busy caring for my children, building a home for my family, learning my place. You know,” I say, giving him my prettiest smile - one that likewise shows all my teeth. “Women’s work.”

Jackson growls softly behind me, giving me his full support.

“That is not what I mean,” the Captain growls, unhappy to be put in this position.

Another voice drawls from the door. “Then what do you mean?”

I gasp with delight, my head spinning to see my favorite professor leaning casually in the doorframe. Neumann gives me a little half smile in greeting before turning his eyes back to the Captain.

“What’s the problem here?” Neumann asks, the little smirk still curling his lips. “Are you presuming that pregnancy has rendered the girl unable to read?”

“Don’t speak to me like I’m a fool, Neumann,” the Captain growls, his anger growing and becoming more palpable in the room. “Obviously this has nothing to do with her intellectual capacities. It is the physical training which puts her in danger and makes us liable, not to mention the continued threat of insubordination –“

“Oh, Ariel’s talents never leaned towards the physical anyway,” Neuman says on a sigh, waving a lazy hand to dismiss the Captain’s concerns. “She’s always been crap at that.”

“Hey!” I snap, straightening up with a frown.

“Ariel, any Alpha in this room could knock you down with a flick of their finger and I refuse to be impressed simply because you can pull a trigger with moderate accuracy.”

“My accuracy is more than moderate,” I growl. To my surprise the Captain nods along with me, still glaring at Neumann.

“It doesn’t matter,” Neumann says with a sigh, waving that lazy hand at me in turn as he refocuses on the Captain. “The point is that the girl’s education plan was always individual anyway. We’ll simply keep her away from the knives. Yes?”

The Captain sighs, clearly outmatched here, and ducks his face into his palm even as he shakes it. “God damn Sinclairs,” he mutters. “I…need to talk to Roger and Dominic about this.”

I nod, accepting this, recognizing that even his willingness to talk to my dad is a victory. Neumann smirks at me and nods, silently agreeing that we’ve taken the cake on this one.