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This, somehow, spurs me on – and finally gets my wolf to pay attention to something besides that insane thing that happened this afternoon – two boys – two scents – Kill him, she growls, stalking forward within me. Show ’em all…
And so I start to step forward, my lips curling back, raising my own fists the way Rafe and Jesse taught me to, moving fast towards the other boy –
Everything goes black. When I open my eyes I see Jesse staring right at me, peering again over the edge of my bunk. “Hey there, Shrimp,” he says, smirking at me, but not without sympathy. “How you feeling? He got you good.”
I open my mouth to say something but pain instantly flares over my entire face.
“Ith it…” I say, my voice all stuffy from my poor injured nose, which I raise a hand to gingerly touch, “Ith it broken?”
Jesse takes a moment to press my nose between his thumbs, pushing at it experimentally, which hurts like hell. I gasp and wince, but he shakes his head. “Nah, cousin, you’ll be all right in a few days. You’ll have one hell of a black eye, though.” Well, also, I can’t smell anything with my nose all messed up, can I?
So, I have no idea which of these boys are…
God, I can’t even think the word to myself. Mate! My wolf gleefully supplies, dancing around inside of me, ignoring my pain. Your mates! Both of them! Get up now, shift into me! I can smell them! I can do it! I would love to do it!
I scowl, ignoring her and closing my eyes again, wishing I was still knocked out.
A few minutes later, though, my rest is interrupted by something landing on my pillow that makes me jump. I gasp, opening my eyes, and then I scowl when I see a cellophane-wrapped sandwich and a water bottle next to me, along with a packet of pain killers.
“You okay, kid?” Rafe asks quietly, and I jump a little to see him standing where Jesse was before, peering at me closely.
“No, I’m dying,” I sigh dramatically, collapsing back onto my pillow.
“That breaks the pact,” he says, shoving me lightly on the shoulder. “You die, mom kills me – then dad’s only got Markie and Juniper left, their two worst kids. You know we can’t do that to them.”
I smirk, laughing a little, but then I flinch when laughing hurts. “Hey,” I say, suddenly remembering that I missed the big event. “Did you win?”
Rafe just gives a casual shrug but Jesse pops up behind him. “Of course he won!” Jesse says, looping a proud arm around Rafe’s shoulders. “You should have seen the brute he had to take out though, Ivi,” he continues, his eyes wide and thrilled. “You’re being dramatic,” Rafe murmurs, shrugging Jesse off even though he can’t keep the corners of his lips from turning up. “No seriously,” Jesse says, leaning in to me. “He was like, bigger than Rafe, maybe – or at least as big – and totally brutal. You could tell he had never been formally trained, but he just went into his fights like a damn madman -“
“Really?” I ask, curious, sitting up a little. “Which one was it?”
“That big boulder over there,” Jesse murmurs, pointing across the room. I see him instantly – who couldn’t? He’s seriously gigantic – rivaling even my dad in size. He hunches over in his bunk, looking down at his mattress with his arms resting lightly on top of his knees, totally stoic but clearly disappointed to have come in second. His dark hair falls in his face like he can’t be bothered to push it away. “You beat him?” I ask, turning shocked eyes on my brother.
“Don’t act so surprised,” Rafe snaps, frowning at me, offended. I laugh a little and lean over to give him a shove on the shoulder. “You’re right,” I say in an overly-girly voice, like a deranged cheerleader, teasing him. “No one can beat Rafe Sinclair!”
Jesse laughs with me, turning to watch Rafe turn red as he scowls.
“Eat up,” Rafe mutters as he hops down from the bed, “and take the painkillers.” Then he hesitates, looking over his shoulder, and leans in to whisper. “There are some closed shower stalls, but…I don’t think you should go in there anytime soon. All right?”
“I’ll do it in the morning,” I say with a yawn, reaching out to grab the cold water bottle and press it to my face, moaning a little at the instant relief. “I’ll get up at 3, before anyone else.”
“Okay. Wake me up too. I’ll come with you.”
“No,” I say, shaking my head. “You need sleep. It’ll be okay.”
“Just wake me,” my brother growls. I nod to appease him and lean back against my pillow with a groan.
Fine, my wolf growls as I drift of, displeased. But tomorrow, we’re finding them!
I wake up in the middle of the night and groan a little with pain from my stiff muscles and my aching face. I prod at my nose, pleased to find that it’s already much better – the speed of wolf healing really is great, even though my nose is still too swollen to truly smell anything. But as I sit up, I realize that the real problem here is that I am…grimy. I’m completely covered in sweat and blood and my body feels…disgusting. I stick out my tongue as I survey myself, not even really able to believe that I was able to fall asleep like this. I mean, how much pain had I even been in? I want to take a bath right now, but my wolf has a different idea. She nudges me with her nose and asks me “Can we go find them now?”
I scowl and mentally pushed her away. I do not believe her. I told her you can only get one fated mate. Just one! And most people do not even get that!
My wolf must be wrong – whatever happened The Hidden Princess At All-boys Alpha Academymust have just been…I don’t know, some kind of hormonal reaction to being around so many boys all at once.
I’m not wrong! she growls, snapping her teeth at my denial. But I ignore her again. I quickly move to the wide communal bathroom at the end of the room. I grab a set of supplies from the waiting shelf and dash towards the shower stall. But when I pull back the curtain I gasp – actually gasp – in horror at the site before me. The floor and walls are covered in muck, and boy hair, and – oh my god, is that even blood in the corner?
I scowl at myself, hating this side of me that’s decidedly a Princess…
…but I have to get clean. And quite suddenly I remember what Jesse said on the way in – that there are some hot springs over the far hill. I breathe out a little moan, instantly wanting nothing more than a long, hot bath all by myself. To get clean, and to refresh myself – I just know it’s the one thing that will set me right. —
After about five minutes of searching for the hot springs, I find them.
They’re everything I hoped they would be. Clean, fresh water – smelling just slightly of sulfur – bubbles out through a set of rocks, creating a little steaming pool that’s just deep enough to sink into. With a quick glance over my shoulder to check that I’m actually alone, I strip off my clothes and fling off my hat, running my fingers through my hair as I wade into the pool, moaning a little at the luxurious warmth of it enveloping my exhausted and battered body.
