Mated to the princes

Going to school

-Justin-

"Good morning." I say to Max and James, who are sitting at the table in the kitchen.

"Good morning." They say back.

"Chris already in the office?" I ask and Max nods.

"I was thinking, Justin, shall we switch?" asks James with a grin.

"Switch?" I ask him.

"Yes, I'll take the PA and you're going in wolf form a round our country borders."

"Certainly not!" I say. Sly James, but after last night there is only one person left in my head and I need to know why. She felt colder than I expected, but she clearly smelled like a wolf.

"You had a moment with her in the garden yesterday," Max says as he’s glaring at me.

"Good morning." We all turn to the door and Rachel steps inside, cheerful, well rested and even in jeans, flat shoes and a blouse, she looks beautiful. Her hair in a loose braid to the side over her shoulder. Goddess, she's beautiful and my wolf is getting restless again.

Behind her, the twins come in.

"Anthony and Matthew are going with us today." She says

"Pancakes?" asks James to her with an exaggerated smile. She nods "That sounds good." She says and he gets up to put some pancakes on a plate for her and puts them down in front of her, along with some syrup, and sits down next to her and eats his own pancakes.

"Are you ready? We're going." Chris walks into the kitchen and stays put when he sees Rachel sitting down. Hmm, James.. Chris.. I.. I look at Max, he quietly eats his food and, without looking or staring, he cleans up his plate.

"Good morning Rachel." Says Chris.

"Good morning Chris. These are really delicious pancakes. Anthony and Matthew have a few too, we're only having lunch again this afternoon." She says, and both men stack three times as many pancakes on their plates as Rachel has. Max eats almost as much.

"We will pass it on to the chef," James says with a grin. When he wants to put his hand over the chair, we hear light growls and all eyes are on Anhony, his gaze goes directly to James. Who quickly takes his hand away and gets up to clean up his plate.

"jeezz, someone slept badly." He says through the mindlink.

"It's a good thing you're going with me and Justin with her and Anthony." Chris laughs.

My brothers leave the kitchen and go out with the prince in wolf form all day long. I go to high school with Rachel to support the teachers for a day there.

"Okay, how do we do this?" I ask when we get outside to the car. "I'll drive out in front of you or.."

"You drive." Matthew says and opens the rear door and Rachel gets in first and he follows. I look at Anthony and he grins as he sits down in the passenger seat. Great, those two all day around me. Max should have gone. I'm strong and I also know I'm muscular, but I'm nothing compared to these two. Max still comes close with his muscles.

"We need to talk tonight." I link to my brothers. And get in and start the car.

Along the way, Rachel asks all kinds of things about what we encounter and I like to tell her everything. When we arrive at school, the school principal is waiting for us.

"Alpha Justin! How good to see you! And what a surprise that you bring someone with you." He laughs. He shakes the woman's hand and ignores Anthony and Matthew, standing with their arms crossed behind Rachel. We follow the principal inside.

We go before lunch, to history class and language courses and Rachel knows a lot. They apparently let the school know that she knows a lot about the history of us wolves and other magical creatures.

"Is it true that the Queen is a fea?" asks one of the students.

"Yes, that's right." She answers.

"Does that mean that the prince and the princess are half fea?"

"Not quite. The Prince is full werewolf and the princes is half fea, half wolf.." She explains.

"Is the princess nice?" one of the girls asks in front of the class.

"uhm, I spend a lot of time with her, whole days actually." Rachel says "I wouldn't do that if I didn't like her, but I'd stand in the hallway for a moment, then you can ask these two muscle bundles, they often have to protect her when the princess goes somewhere." She points to Anthony and Matthew and gets up. Matthew and Rachel exchange a glance and then she goes to stand in the hallway. With her back to the window.

"Can we really ask you?" asks the same girl, and Anthony nods.

"Is she nice?"

"Is she as pretty as they say?"

"In the pictures she always has sunglasses on, or her hair in a bun, so you don't see that very well."

"She always has a glow around her, like she's beaming." Says another girl.

Matthew clears his throat.

"We want to tell you, but you should never tell the prince or Rachel that we told you." He laughs.

"Why shouldn't the prince know that?" asks a boy.

"Well, the prince is quite protective of his sister and the prince and we have been good friends for years and as good friends you don't talk to each other about each other's sister." He explains, and some boys start to laugh. Probably because in their group of friends they also don't want one of their friends to talk about their sister.

"But the princess is very handsome. She has long blonde hair and when she is at home, it is often loose and a slight curl in her hair and two colored eyes, one green and one blue. She's also incredibly nice and always doing good for someone else." Anthony says, and his gaze catches my gaze.

I only hear half the children's questions and not the answers to them. My gaze is towards the hallway, at the woman with the long blonde hair and the blue eyes, Prince Eric's PA. The woman with the warm soft voice, who is here and works with her and now for a day at a high school, while she is the PA of the prince. She has no glow and her hair is dull in color. She has freckles and the princess doesn't have that. But she is beautiful. Stunning.

"Are you done staring?" I'm startled by the voice of Anthony in my head. I look at him and both he and Matthew have a grin on their faces.

When the last lesson is over, we have lunch in the cafeteria with the other teachers. I talk to some of my old teachers and, in the meantime, I follow Rachel and her conversations. She talks to everyone equally easily and makes others laugh.

In the afternoon, Anthony and Matthew support the school with physical education and Rachel is also in a training outfit. The latter was a point for the men and I understand why. You could see all her shapes and she looked way too good for gym, especially with a class full of teenage boys with whooping hormones. The men forced her to change clothes and over her yoga pants and shirt she now has a sweater on, so that all her gorgeous curves are covered. Thank Goddess. As an Alpha with a hard-on in his pants, attending a gym class is really not okay and, eventually, I also had to participate, in training clothes.

I do wonder where that suddenly came from, because we hadn't brought a bag with us. Or have I been paying too much attention to other things? F**k where Chris is, he hadn't missed that. He's all about the details, he knew now if we had a bag and where that bag was.

Finally, we attend three classes in creative subjects, such as drawing, clay modelling and painting. Rachel tries everything out. To be honest, she can do anything. She helps all the students on their way and this is the three hours that both Anthony, Matthew and I stand on the sidelines and keep an eye on her and follow her.

"If you guys always follow the princess when she goes somewhere, who watches her now, because you are here?" I ask.

"The princess didn't go anywhere, she won't go again until Prince Eric is back." Anthony says, if it's a fact. I don't think so. The princess sits inside for a year?

"Maybe if she really wants, then Alex can go. He is Jakes' little brother. He’s good enough too." Says Matthew "Or Sam, but he is the oldest and the most grumpy one. Rachel doesn't like him."

Rachel?

On the way back in the car, Rachel continuously talks about the day, how much fun it was, what she found special to see and she asks us one by one how we experienced the day. Once we got to the packhouse, I expected to be tired and done with this day or finished listening to Rachel, but instead I felt rather lonely the moment she said she was going to her room and I'd rather go with her to see what she's going to do. And I miss her voice and her scent around me. F**k we absolutely need to talk about this.