The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 703

Luca’s head snaps up. “So that’s it, then, right? We get her out of here, now? Lock her away in a bunker somewhere until we blow that entire nation to pieces?”

“As tempting as that sounds,” dad murmurs, pressing a kiss to my hair, “we can’t risk it. Any individual truck leaving the battlefield now will be a major target. They know we’re launching an offensive tonight – they’ll be watching for changes, watching us try to sneak her out of here.”

I sigh, feeling completely out of my depth and very, very tired, my mind hardly able to turn from any thoughts except worry for my friend dying somewhere in this camp.

Alone, apparently.

Why is he alone? Why are none of our friends there with him?

I scowl, lifting my head, glaring around the room.

Ben, Jackson murmurs directly into my mind, sensing my worry. We sent for Ben. He’s there with him now.

I pause for a moment, considering this, but then I nod, mollified.

“So, what the hell do we do?” Jesse asks, glaring around the room.

“Well, none of you hot heads are going to like it,” Roger snaps, crossing his arms. “But the best move here is to make no changes.”

Rafe growls, proving Roger correct. “We are not sending Ariel out to –“

“Look, they don’t have enough firepower to blow up this entire camp, or else they would have done it,” Roger snaps. “But if this boy got orders from them to attack Ariel specifically, then we have to assume that they know the basics of what we have planned at least. Any changes to that basic plan are going to be us panicking and trying to get her out of here. Any deviations are going to be a massive target.”

“I can’t believe this,” Rafe groans, turning and tilting his head back as he covers his face with his hands. “I can’t believe you want to send Ariel to battle after this –“

I sit up straight, surprised. Seriously? Is…is that what they want to do?

Soft snarls come from both Jackson and Luca, who vehemently oppose the idea.

But Jesse just sighs, looking at me evenly, watching and waiting to see my reaction. “Ari?”

I tilt my head up and look at my father, wanting his guidance, knowing he’ll know what best to do.

He sighs and looks down at me. “You’re all grown up, Ariel, and a soldier,” he murmurs. “You make your own choices now. My instinct is to pin you to my side where you’ll be safe, but Roger is right – the safest place for you may be to blend in with the other Cadets in a nondescript part of the line.”