Chapter 3: An Admission.

"An admission into the All Male Alpha Academy?" Grace squinted at the letter, struggling to read the words.

Some parts were hard for her, but she understood enough to know her daughter had been admitted into a boys’ school.

"What the hell is going on, Angela?" she snapped.

Angela almost peed herself when she saw the letter in her mother’s hands.

The postman had brought it straight to the house.

Principal Jane must have given up trying to reach her.

Angela had thought the process would take weeks.

She had no idea it would happen this fast.

Three days ago she had applied, and now, a letter of admission.

The fastest she had ever seen.

There was no time to wonder why.

Grace’s face was stormy.

If Angela didn’t handle this right, she would be dead before morning.

"Are you going to answer me or not?" Grace slammed her palm against the table, making Angela jump.


"What did you ask, Mother?" Angela said, pretending she hadn’t heard.

Grace’s eyes narrowed.

"Why is this letter addressed to you?"

"A letter? To me?" Angela frowned in fake confusion.

"I have no idea why my name is there. Maybe... maybe you’re reading it wrong, Mother. Look closely. It says Angel, not Angela."

She held her breath.

Grace was good at smelling lies.

If she caught on now, Angela was finished.

Grace gritted her teeth.

little brat would try something

test her, she made a move to tear the

there, calm, though her eyes

letter back on


doesn’t give birth to

me everything, or you’ll regret it. I’ll report you to

her sweaty

she said in

And she did.

her mother everything, about the expulsion, about

when she realized Angela had been

you?" Grace barked, storming to

for a fight, ready to drag the principal through the dirt if

make her pay for this!"

won’t," Angela said

you’re any better than

Grace froze.


but she stood her

knew everything about the plan to sell

with anger. "Not for you. Not for some alpha who just wants

Grace looked away.

couldn’t meet her

to obey your uncle," she said after a while, her voice

way out

Angela laughed bitterly.

only

stared hard at

How much

then muttered,

Angela couldn’t believe it.


own mother, selling her out

the West would have paid over a

were picky and would pay any price for the

a thousand," Angela said, her

let me go to the Academy. And you keep it

her like she

loud and ugly until Angela pulled out her savings box and handed her everything

and

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