Putting the thought to the back of my mind, I threw on a pair of short. shorts and an oversized black hoodie and went to the living room to find Alana already there with a big bowl of popcorn in her hand, flipping through movies on our huge TV. Sensing me, she turned around and smiled, motioning me to join her. I smiled and went to join her, making myself comfortable on the other side of where she sat. She was dressed up in cute matching white polka dot silk shorts and a shirt with her hair up in a bun with round glasses over her eyes.
Were princesses supposed to be this normal?
Ugh! I watched too many movies.
“So the movie is downloading. Till then, why don’t you tell me why you are at the academy? Usually wolves start from grade nine here, so what made you start from grade twelve?” She asked.
I froze for a second, thinking of how I was supposedly left here by my fiancé and brothers because of my supposedly anger issues, and sighed. I opened my mouth to answer when the doorbell rang, which had
Alana and I furrowing our eyebrows.
Who could that be so late at night?
Before I could even entertain the thought of answering, Alana stood up, her royal training evident as she moved swiftly and without fear to the door. Glancing back at me, she mouthed,
“Stay there.” She was, after all, the princess, trained to handle whatever threat that might come knocking at her door.
I watched her retreating figure with growing curiosity, anxiety
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gnawing at my insides. The academy was, for the most part, safe, but there was no guarantee of absolute safety anywhere, especially for a royal. I pushed aside the twins‘ kisses and the fact that I was even contemplating them, focusing on the possible danger that might be standing at the other side of the door.
Lyla’s POV:
Who could that be so late at night?
It was almost one in the morning!
It was supposed to be lights out by eleven. However, with us staying in the VIP dorms, that rule didn’t apply, unlike the regular dorms, but we didn’t know anyone else from these dorms, so who was it?
Alana got up to go open the door while I stood behind and turned in her direction to see who it was, but when she opened the door, I wished I had decided to go to bed instead of watching a movie with her. There at the door stood Alana’s brothers, aka the twin princes, in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts and a casual shirt. My eyes. betrayed me and caused me to gawk at them from head to toe.
Goddess!
Was she on fucking crack when she made these two adonis’s because my, oh my, I could jump them right now. Realizing what I was thinking, I quickly cleared my thoughts, so my vagina didn’t decide to act up again and scent the whole damn room of my arousal. I didn’t even have other she–wolves around to blame. Plus, I don’t think Alana would want to smell how wet I was getting for her brothers when she literally told me how all her friends used her to get to the twins. I wasn’t like that, plus I had Jax. Yes, Jax, think of Jax Lyla. His beautiful long hair, those enchanting brown eyes that I loved as a child, and those strong bulging muscles that flexed whenever he did anything. I broke out of my thoughts when I heard a throat clear behind
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Crap!
This was the second time today. If this continued, I would end up getting zero for vigilance in warrior class by the twins. Clearing my throat, I stood up and as soon as I did, I swear I could’ve heard the twins swear, but I shrugged it off and smiled at them with my head slightly bowed.
“Your highnesses,” I said while looking down.
Instead of a greeting in return which I expected, I felt my chin being gently gripped, making my head move up, so I was looking straight into one of the twin’s beautiful ocean blue eyes, making me gulp hard.
Control yourself, Lyla. Don’t go scenting the place.
“Eyes up here, princess.” Said one of the twins.
Seeing my shocked expression, I heard the twins chuckle and even Alana.
“What did we say about treating us like any other professors, sweetheart?” The other prince said.
My mouth was opening and closing like a gapping fish.
What was up with the pet names?
And why were they standing so close to me?
