The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 826

I wrinkle my nose at her and lean forward, nodding. “It really is great, Pip. Especially…especially if you love them. I know that Elias is your best friend and he’s good to you. But…I want more for you than that.”

She takes a deep breath and looks away, shaking her head slightly. “Oh, I don’t know if that’s in the cards for me.”

“Maybe it will be,” I say softly. “When we get you to Moon Valley. And don’t worry,” I say with a smile. “I won’t let any of those big Alphas go anywhere near you until you want them to.”

She lets out a long breath as she smiles. “Yeah. But. Maybe one day…I’ll want them to.”

I smile back, my heart singing with joy and hope for her.

Before I can say more, though, a soft knock comes at the door.

“That will be the tea,” Pippa says with a sigh, rising to her feet. “Do you mind if the maid comes in? It will be a woman, of course.”

“No, I don’t mind,” I say, wrapping my arms around my knees as Pippa moves to the door. “I could use a cup.”

I stare idly at the water for a little bit as the maid wheels a little trolly in and Pippa thanks her politely for her service.

But I go very still the moment the maid begins to speak.

“This one is for the Princess,” the maid says, calm and quiet. And even though I’ve never heard this person’s voice be calm and quiet except in the deadliest of situations, I’d recognize it anywhere. My head whips up. “We heard in the kitchens that she is entering her Confinement, so we included a few pain tablets on the saucer.”

Even as I stare, frustration grows in me at the fact that apparently everyone in the castle knows that I’ve started my period.

But there’s no time for that thought as I lock eyes with the maid for a single moment before turning away, remembering my lessons. Remembering everything that she, indeed, taught me.

Because Faiza would be deeply ashamed if she worked so hard to get into my room at the Atalaxian palace only to be unmasked now.

I don’t look at Faiza as she leaves, though I desperately want to take another look at the false nose she’s wearing, as well as the grey hair that’s aged her at least twenty years. Is it a wig? Or has she dyed it? She goes and I just sit idly in the bath, hoping desperately that Pippa can’t sense the new pounding of my heart.