The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 539

The next morning I find myself, by some bizarre miracle…at the foot of the bed, blinking awake with my face pressed against Jackson’s chest.

God, how did I even get here? I yawn and reach up a hand to rub my eyes. Did I like…crawl down here in my sleep?

“We’re never doing this again,” Jackson murmurs, already awake, stroking a hand down over my hair. “I don’t care how much we love them or how many shadows there are. We’re sleeping in our own bed.”

I laugh a little, picking my head up to grin at my mate and then looking up at Jesse, who is asleep on his back as usual, snoring lightly, and Rafe, also on his back, his arm sprawled backwards across Jesse’s body.

“But it’s so cuuuute,” I sigh, putting my head back down. “Plus, I slept great.”

“Yeah, because you had your usual mattress,” Jackson murmurs, groaning as he sits up, taking me with him. “The rest of us…”

Rafe shushes us harshly and turns his head to the side, frowning. “Go back to sleep,” he groans, moody and exhausted.

“Time to get up,” Jacks sighs, holding me cozily in his lap, my head tucked under his chin. I yawn and Jackson tucks a hand sneakily beneath my pajama top, passing me a little bolt of energy, which shivers pleasantly through me. I grin suddenly, picking my head up to beam at him as the energy rushes through me, making me feel quite bright and fresh and eager to start the day.

“I love you,” I sigh, giving him a little kiss on the nose. “You’re the best.”

“No being cute,” Rafe bites out, yanking the pillow from beneath his head and throwing it at us. “Or so awake.”

“Jacks, give him a little jolt too.” I say, laughing at my brother as I swat the pillow away.

“That won’t work,” Jackson replies, frowning at me.

“What are you talking about?” Rafe asks, sighing when he realizes we’re not going back to sleep. Jesse snorts awake as well, blinking around at us, totally confused.

“Jackson passes me his energy, magically,” I say with a happy sigh, stretching my arms smugly above my head. “I will never be tired again. Plus, it cures minor hangovers.”

“What?” Rafe seethes, jealous and a little awed, pulling himself up and staring at me. “Are you…serious?”

I shrug and Jackson looks at Rafe with his usual stoicism, which is apparently convincing enough to make my brother groan, leaning back hard against Jesse’s headboard. “Life is so unfair.”