The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 847

“I think it’s nice,” Jackson says, looking around the yurt.

“Thank you!” Midnight says, quite pleased, lounging back on her little bed and squeezing one of her new stuffie toys to her chest.

“It’s great for camping, but come on Jacks, this is not nice for a house – please don’t encourage her,” Jesse sighs, a little frustrated with his friend.

“Nicer than a lot of places I lived when I was growing up,” Jackson murmurs, reaching for another cookie on the plate and eating it in one bite. “Do you have anything else to eat?”

“We have cabbage!” Midnight eagerly volunteers, dashing for the kitchen.

“Great,” Jackson says, his eyebrows going eagerly up.

Jesse just rolls his eyes, because he did indeed forget that Jackson and Midnight are both members of the foundling club, and that in trying to have this discussion with them he was going to be sincerely outnumbered.

After a great deal of negotiation, Jesse convinced Midnight to vanish them back here to the yurt so that they could more comfortably fill each other in on the events of the past week. Talking her into that was easy, but persuading her not to tell Darkness that Jackson is here was much more difficult. In the end Midnight given in, but only when Jesse explained that Jackson – like her – was family.

Family, it seems, is a keyword that means a great deal to Midnight now.

“So, the cages are for Ariel?” Midnight asks, turning her head to look at Jackson with interest as she begins to slice the cabbage with a sharp new knife Juniper gave her. “I was wondering why they built them.”

“Yup,” Jackson says, looking at her seriously. “But can we save the cabbage for another time? You’ll have to take me back now. Ariel’s calling me back.”

Midnight looks at him with fascination. “How do you know that?”

“We can talk mind-to-mind,” Jackson murmurs, dusting off his hands and standing to his full height, his head brushing the roof of the yurt.

Midnight gasps and spins her head to Jesse, her face miserable with jealousy. “I want to talk mind-to-mind! That would be so much fun!”

Jackson frowns between Jesse and Midnight. “You guys can’t do that yet?”

“Don’t get her started,” Jesse mutters, looking down at the ground, guilty.

“He won’t accept the bond,” Midnight snaps out, pissed off. “He’s being rude and withholding.”