A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 18: A Big Bad Wolf.

Angela froze the moment he stepped into the classroom. A cold shiver crept down her back like ice water. She wished someone...anyone...would barge in and interrupt them. But even if they did... would it stop Hiro? Yesterday, only Kaito and Taros had been able to pull him back.

"Well, well... look who we have here," Hiro’s voice filled the silent room as he strolled in, eyes gleaming like he already knew her thoughts. He walked right up to her and perched casually on the desk in front of hers. "How are you, Angel?"

Angela narrowed her eyes, trying to ignore the way her stomach twisted. She cleared her throat, refusing to show fear. "You left me in perfect shape last night, so yeah... I’m very very fine."

"Ouch," Hiro laughed softly, leaning back with a grin. "I wish a girl had said that to me. Would’ve meant a lot more." His smile didn’t reach his eyes. For a moment, he closed them, like he was replaying something in his head. Whatever it was, she didn’t want to know.

Angela couldn’t help but wonder if everyone here was insane and if she was the only one clinging to reality.

"I’m not mad, if that’s what you’re thinking," Hiro said suddenly, eyes snapping open.

Her heart jumped. He heard that? She remembered what Stales had warned her about. Hiro could read minds, but only if she thought of something specific while he was nearby. She cursed herself silently.

"Stales?" Hiro raised a brow, his tone sharp. "Who’s that?"

Angela’s breath caught. She looked away, fists clenched. She wanted to punch him, to wipe that smug look off his face but she couldn’t. He was stronger than her. The big bad wolf.

"I like that," he said with a chuckle, brushing his fingers through his hair. "Big bad wolf... fits me, don’t you think?" Then he leaned forward slightly. "Why are you here?"

Angela shot him a look. "I should be asking you the same thing."

grew, and she hated how calm he was, like he was playing a game only he knew the rules to. She could already feel her patience slipping. They were heading down the same path they did last night and she wasn’t sure

with the others," Hiro said. "It’s breakfast

building was. She hadn’t even noticed the time. No wonder the

nodding to himself. "Interesting. I came here to ask you a few things. If you answer them right... maybe, just maybe, I won’t have to use

someone would walk past, hoping she wouldn’t have to deal with him alone again. But there was no

she was stuck with

drama would only drag her

Hiro raised a brow, clearly amused. "Now

Of course he liked it. This was probably a game to

thoughts," she snapped. "Or

little laugh, shaking his head. "Alright. I won’t read your mind. But you better

related to someone like him," Angela said before she could

smile never fading. "You don’t hate him, though. I know you don’t. You can stop pretending. Last night, I heard you. You were thinking of him. When you needed help,

She didn’t care about Kaito... did she? It didn’t make sense. It wasn’t supposed to mean anything. But how could she explain that to Hiro without sounding confused

pressed, his voice low but firm. "I want to know,

to be a way to shut this down. "Why don’t you ask Kaito?" she said, forcing herself to stay calm. "You two have known each other for years. He should be the one to answer

You’re special to him. That’s why I came to you. And make no mistake, you’re going to tell me whether it’s

anything out of me. I’ve never met Kaito before this school. We don’t talk much. We’re not

deep down, even