The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 1

"You’ll just have to get Ariel pregnant immediately. That way she’ll be chained to you forever." my fiancé's father's voice is cold, calculating.

“She knows her place.” my fiancé replies. “She’ll fall in line and become a proper wife in short time.”

My heart sinks when I realize that they’re talking about me – and not as a soon-to-be newlywed Princess, but just as…as some kind of surrogate.

All my life I’ve been the perfect Princess – learning manners, diplomacy, and always flashing the perfect smile for the camera. Today I’m going to take the biggest step I can towards helping my nation: I’m going to marry the Prince of Gangidor to build the military alliance. For one more extra rehearsal of our immediate wedding, I snuck into the prince's private suite and overheard the conversation that shocked me.

The King, my Prince's father, chuckles darkly. "Don’t underestimate her, son. Her claws are too sharp now, you will have to nullify that part of her.”

"Sharp claws or not, she's just a girl," my fiancé says, his voice thick with derision. "What’s the worst she can do? All she’s been trained for is taking pictures, buying jewelry, and decorating the house, just like mom."

"Ariel Sinclair is not like your mother, who came to me ready to kneel,” his father replies. “This Princess has been over-indulged; her parents and brother have doted on her and allowed her to learn skills that women shouldn't touch. You’ll have to break her, son, and fast. The best path to that is to get her pregnant tonight."

My jaw drops open in shock, my hand covering my mouth to hold back my appalled gasp. Never – not once has the Prince indicated that he felt this way about women! About me!

"Ariel’s a prude," my fiancé says on a disappointed sigh, and my cheeks burn with embarrassment. "She barely lets me kiss her, so I don’t think knocking her up tonight is going to happen. "

“There’s a great deal at stake in this, son,” the King snaps, and I silently peek around the door’s edge to see the two men standing in the middle of the room, their arms crossed in their wedding tuxedoes, casually discussing how to break me. Rage mixes with the disgust in the pit of my stomach, turning over and over until I feel sick.

“You need this girl under your thumb,” the King continues. “Conquer her, and then all the resources of her kingdom will pass to us. If she won’t submit to you willingly tonight, you will force her.”

“She’ll scream! Her guards will come running!”

“She won’t,” the king growls. “It’s in the female nature to submit - women are animals, they obey the strong. Just show her that you are her Alpha – she’ll fall to her knees soon enough.”

"And if she says no? Or tries to escape?" My Prince turns considering eyes on his father now, clearly encouraged and liking this plan.

"There's no way she can escape from us,” the King growls. “In our Kingdom, we have complete control over women. Even if she will one day be the Queen, Edward, she belongs to you.”

Both men’s lips turn upwards in greedy smiles.

And me? I almost vomit with fear and disgust.

I’m already out of the suite and dashing down the hall, tears streaking down my cheeks as I run away from the Great Hall where I’m supposed to be married.

My mind reels with how much my world just fell apart.