The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy Chapter 139

“What the hell!” I shout, choking a little and scrabbling at his wrist, scratching and smacking at it, trying to hurt him enough so he’ll let me go.

“You!” he seethes, shaking me again, so hard this time that I my head snaps back on my neck. “You’re the reason my brother didn’t get in to the Academy!”

My mind half processes his words, though I’m truly concentrating on getting the fuck away from him –

“I know all about that stunt you pulled in the obstacle course! You and god damn McClintock – what did you do, pay him to help you!?”

“I didn’t do anything!”

“You DID!” Alan shouts.

Doors start to open down the hallway, faces popping out as Wright shoves me away from him and raises his fist like he’s going to beat me to a pulp. “You cheated, and you weaseled your way into this Academy, and you took my brother’s spot and ruined his life –“

I flinch back as Wright moves towards me, because this man – he’s strong, as big as Jesse at least, and powerful –

“I’m going to kill you!” he shouts, drawing his arm back now as I turn to run, “You god damn –“

“Hey!” a voice snaps, and I instantly turn back towards it – instinctual, primal – even though everything else in my mind is telling me to run. I turn just in time to see Luca grabbing Wright by the arm, hauling him back as Wright begins to throw the punch that would have connected with the side of my head, probably sending me sprawling.

“Get the fuck off of me!” Wright shouts.

“Back off!” Luca commands, spinning Wright and shoving him, hard, so that he stumbles back against the wall. A crowd gathers now, watching.

“They roped you in too,” Wright growls, his teeth lengthening into his fangs at the threat of a real fight, “these god damn royals getting whatever they want, bringing their pet weakling in, stealing spots from people who actually deserve them –“

“Clark,” Luca snaps, advancing on Wright now, “earned his spot here, just like everyone else.”

Beyond my fear, my heart swells to see Luca defend me like this.

“He –“ Wright starts to snarl, but Luca interrupts.

“Enough!” Luca shouts, shoving Wright back against the wall again when he starts to stand up. Luca pins him there, a single hand flat against his chest. “One more word against Clark,” my mate growls, “and I’ll knock your god damn teeth out.”

Wright seethes, glaring at Luca, his fangs still extended. But he doesn’t move.

“That’s right,” Luca says. He moves his hand, standing up and staring around the hall at the gathered crowd. “And if anyone else has anything to –“

But before he can finish, Wright surges from the wall, releasing a guttural shout as he lunges for me, fangs bared. I gasp, stepping back, raising my arms to defend –

Wright is snatched back though, and I can barely see Luca grabbing his uniform from behind, tearing it as he hauls Wright back towards him. And then, when Wright stands stumbling before him instead of lunging for me, Luca raises his fist and winds back his arm –

And then Luca delivers one hell of a punch right across Wright’s face, ripping across his cheekbone, making his head snap to the side.

My face goes slack as Wright falls instantly to the ground, out cold.

Luca looms above him, his shoulders hunched, his breath coming fast – a champion boxer delivering a knock-out punch and waiting, almost begging Wright to get up so he can deliver the next blow.

Holy hell, my wolf whispers inside of me. And for once, I have…no urge to shoo her away.

When Wright doesn’t move for several silent seconds, Luca lifts his head, glaring around at everyone in the hall.

“Does anyone have anything else they want to say?” he shouts, his fists still clenched as he slowly turns and meets everyone’s eyes.

No one says a word.

“Good,” he snaps, and then he turns, taking two quick steps towards me and grabbing me by the arm. “Come on,” he growls.

And then he drags me forward, into his room.