The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 732

“Oh, you keep it,” she says, holding up a hand. “It’s good to see you drink something.”

I nod and look around for a minute, continuing to sip from the cup. “Where is Mittens?” I whisper, intuiting that he’s a secret.

“He’s been hiding,” Daphne says, unable to keep the little smile from her lips as she pulls back the blankets a little bit to reveal the little cat curled in her lap. “He’s very good at it, unsurprisingly.”

I reach out a finger and stroke it over his tiny head a few times, enjoying the soft shadowy feel of the tiny cat. Daphne and I silent for a long, peaceful few moments.

“Are you okay, Ari?” Daphne whispers, breaking it. But I don’t begrudge her that – I know she’s worried. “I mean, I know you’re not – I just – these past few days.”

“I know,” I whisper, opening my eyes a little and looking down at my cup. “A few days ago I had…all of them. And now Tony is gone. And Luca is…” my lip trembles and my throat seizes up. Daphne squeaks sadly and moves closer to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and tilting me a little so that I lean against her.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought it up,” she whispers.

“It’s okay,” I sigh. “I mean, it’s kind of the only thing on my mind anyway.”

“Oh good!” mom says, beaming as she bustles into the room in her own fancy robe. “You’re up! Now we can get started with step 2!”

“What’s that?” I ask, frowning at her. “What was step 1?”

“Step 1 was making sure you survive,” mom says, plopping down on the bed and leaning close to give me a kiss. “Step 2 is feeding you! And also distracting you from your woe.”

I groan a little, wanting to hold onto my woe a little bit. I don’t know why – maybe it’s just…the only thing that feels real. “What’s step 3? Can we skip right to that?”

“Step 3,” mom says cheerfully, “is –“

“Bloody revenge.”

We all spin to see Cora leaning in the doorway, grinning at us a little deviously. I laugh – I can’t help it.

“You have many options, baby,” Cora says, coming close and stroking a hand over my hair. “We can skin him alive, or we can cut his toes off and make him eat them, or we can –“