A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 6: Her Hot Roommate II.

Angela froze.

Her breath hitched as she stood in the doorway, wide-eyed and horrified. A scream escaped her lips before she could stop it.

Why was he naked?

No one told her that sharing a room with a guy meant she’d be welcomed by six feet of bare, muscular, dripping-wet Alpha. Did boys normally act this way? He walked out of the bathroom like he owned the place—without even bothering with a towel. Like modesty didn’t exist in his vocabulary.

Angela’s heart slammed against her ribs. Not just from shock—but from the insane, unfair attractiveness of the man before her.

This couldn’t be real.

When Stales told her she’d be rooming with the West Pack Alpha, a dozen worst-case scenarios had crossed her mind—but this was nowhere on the list.

"You can turn around now," came a low, gravelly voice.

She could hear him moving. A towel rustling. The floor creaking beneath his feet.

Still covering her face with both hands, Angela peeked between her fingers and turned around slowly. He had wrapped a towel around his waist—barely. It was better than before, but not by much.

And damn it... he was gorgeous.

Tall, with perfectly sculpted muscles that looked like they’d been carved from stone. Drops of water slid down his abs as he dried himself off lazily. His skin glistened under the dim light. His jawline was sharp, and his damp dark hair curled slightly at the ends. But it was his eyes that caught her off guard—gray and piercing, like storm clouds ready to erupt.

She swallowed hard.

This was bad. Her roommate was the sexiest man she’d ever seen. And worse—he was Kaito, the Alpha of the West. The one everyone said to avoid at all costs.

frown. "Stop acting like you saw a ghost. You’re acting like a girl.

fists clenched. She wanted to yell—I am a girl, you idiot! And you’re the stupid one for not

in her head—Stay out of trouble.

she forced herself to speak. "I—I didn’t know you’d

room... a boy’s room," Kaito said, rubbing his neck with the towel. "Were you expecting

were already sweaty, and it felt like the room was ten degrees

eyes, clearly unimpressed. "Settle in before six. I bet you don’t want to be

"Late?" Angela echoed.

welcoming ceremony." His tone was flat, but not exactly

started to reply, but he

her. "I tried to set up the room on short notice. I’ll

still trying to process everything. When she first walked in, she hadn’t

it was that he’d mentioned "arranging the room." There was only one bed, though big enough for three people to sleep on if they had to. Still,

what looked like sixty pairs of shoes. For a second, Angela thought it was a store. What did one guy need

already taken over three of the

been given earlier that day by the uniform master. She placed them neatly inside the wardrobe, the empty space making

headed into the bathroom, giving Kaito the space

asked her to leave. Honestly, he didn’t even seem to care. But for her sanity—and her

a breath of relief. She peeled off her clothes and slowly

ribs aching. Her back throbbed from keeping up the disguise all

this up? Pretending to be a boy wasn’t just uncomfortable—it

helped a little, calming her nerves. But

off as a surrogate to the West Pack—was now staring her in the

time,

a girl meant to be used. She wasn’t

school... she