Their Hidden Princess Novel

---- Chapter 135 He paced across the stage. His cloak was still missing (it was in my room ~ duh) so he was only clad in suit trousers and his usual jacket, a long robe. He looked frazzled, hair frizzing out of it's bun. The dark circles under his shiny gold eyes felt like a warning alarm. "What has transgressed this semester," Valentin continued. " Started as petulance and has cascaded into a sort of behavior I've never seen in my twenty years since | started at the school." | frowned. Twenty years? How old was Valentin?? "Fights breaking out in inappropriate places," he said.

"Parties in which people are becoming ludicrously intoxicated. Assault of one's fellow students. It's deplorable behavior." A murmur grew over the crowd. | heard my name mentioned a few times. | slunk further in my seat. Maximus grabbed my leg, trying to reassure me. It did anything but that "Lunaton Alpha Academy is the highest regarded Academy among wolves," Valentin stated. "It was founded by our Queen, the great breaker of enslavement. She, herself, has retired some of her great warriors to teach at this school.

For the purpose of making the next generation of warriors." He paused in both his speech and movement. He narrowed his eyes at the crowd. " ---- Wolves who see themselves above others do not have the makings of a great warrior. A great warrior is selfless. A great warrior is kind. None of the actions that have occurred this semester have been selfless or kind." Another murmur rose over the crowd. A hand shot up. Before Valentin could even call on it, the person was on their feet and shouting at the Headmaster.

| recognized it as the guy who'd been sitting with the girls and Kairos when I'd attacked him that moming "Great warriors are also not weak," he snapped. A few people cheered. "Weakness must be squashed." He slammed his fist into his palm and more people cheered. Valentin gave him a fake smile. "Mr. Yvette," he stated. "Has your weakness in History of Wolves subsided? Last | checked the registrar stated that you were failing that course." There were some chuckles as well as low "ooh's from the crowd. The Alpha grunted before he slammed back down in his seat. Valentin resumed pacing.

He glanced back out in the crowd. "None of you wolves are 'weak'," he said. "You all have unique talents that will make you formidable warriors. Even those of you who cannot shift. Or those of you who do not spar well. Or those of you with additional circumstances that some may label as 'weakness." ---- He paused to run his tongue over his teeth. "There are threats beyond your comprehension beyond the walls of this school," Valentin said solemnly with the shake of his head. | knew he meant the vampires even if no one else did.

"If you wish you fight for your kind, stay and focus on what matters. If not, | suggest you leave. Or ignore my suggestion and be forced like Miss Laitery, Miss Jones and Miss McSilver." Another murmur rose up from the crowd. The names sounded vaguely famillar. It must've been the three girls who'd taken the photos of me. A pang of guilt hit me. It was quickly countered by Mona. It's what they deserved, she said softly. It was the first time she'd spoken since that morning. | nodded to myself in agreement. "This session is dismissed," Valentin said from the stage.

"I will not be holding another." The entire auditorium rose and started to vacate the room. | stayed glued to my seat until Maximus hoisted me up. | felt as though Alpha Academy was turning more on its head with each day | was enrolled.