A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 20: The Sweet Alpha.

Chapter 20.

"It’s not what you think..." Angela started to explain, but Alex didn’t even look at her.

"I didn’t see anything. I didn’t hear anything either. Alright?" he said flatly, walking into the classroom like nothing happened.

Her mouth stayed open for a moment, caught off guard by how cold he sounded. She kept wondering if he would tell Kaito? Would he tell anyone at all? But even if he did... what did it matter? After what happened on her first day, everyone already thought the worst of her. No one took her side. They all backed the Alphas.

"What are you doing here?" she asked suddenly, realizing a second too late how dumb that question sounded. After what happened with Hiro, her brain wasn’t working right. She felt stuck, embarrassed, angry.

Stupid Hiro. He put her in this mess and just walked away, leaving her to do the clean up.

"This is my class too. Form Two. I guess you got transferred," Alex replied as he sat down beside her.

Angela looked down at the seat he took. It had his name scratched into the side. The one she was sitting on? It said "Xavier." Great. Someone else’s seat. Like she didn’t already feel out of place enough.

"I was in Form Three in my former school, but they gave me Form Two when I got in," she said quietly.

"You’d have ended up in Form One if Kaito hadn’t stepped in," Alex muttered, adjusting his chair like it didn’t mean anything.

She blinked. "Why?"

"He wanted us to be in the same class. Said it’d be easier for me to help you out," he said, looking ahead.

Angela let out a short laugh, but there was no humor in it. She already hated that her admission was thanks to Kaito. Now she owed him even more? What was she supposed to do with that kind of debt?

"Do you know why he got me in at all?" she asked, rubbing the back of her neck, her voice lower now. The question had been eating at her. Same way it was clearly eating at Hiro too.

Alex shook his head. "No. Maybe it was just luck."

"You think so?"

"You don’t?"

Angela looked away, her voice barely a whisper. "No. I think this was planned."

"How?" he asked, clearly curious now.

Angela hesitated. Should she really be saying this to Kaito’s beta? It felt stupid to open up, but the words were already pushing at her chest, needing to come out.

Alphas planned all of this. Kaito brought me here for a reason. Maybe

and started pulling out books, placing them

Alphas don’t have better things to do?" he said without looking at her. "What happened to you was bad, yeah, but it’s

stunned. "So you want me to just

finally looked up. "I’m saying... what gets them going is the way you react. They enjoy watching you fight back. They want to break you, Angel. And they will, if you keep pushing.

They came in laughing, chatting, and a few stopped by to greet Alex, like he was some kind of celebrity. Not a single one looked her way. It

He was charming and cool. Angela wasn’t. She knew she’d never understand these boys. Their world

was not in school, so she had no choice but

seemed nice, asking the new students to introduce themselves. That part went okay, but then came the questions-stuff about

sat there, blank. The other new students

But her?

Nothing made sense. She could feel her stomach sink,

disappointment. The kind that says, I

that hurt more than

shame. The weight of all those eyes on her during class, the silent judgment, the whispers she couldn’t hear but felt anyway...it was crushing. She knew the mocking wouldn’t stop. They’d keep laughing at her, waiting for her next mistake. And if anyone dared to say it to her face, she was ready to fight back. She had

finally rang, signaling break time, she let out a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding. Her stomach growled so loud it hurt. She

how she’d find something to eat

got a visitor," he said without looking away from his

glanced toward the door. And there he

Taros.

stood just outside the class, wearing a soft smile that made something flutter deep in her stomach. She didn’t know why. She barely knew him but seeing him there made

to Alex as she stood, brushing off

Alex said with a

nodded. He didn’t have to say it, but she knew what he meant. The next class was important,

light and warm. He looked good in the school uniform, but his red tie stood out. It made him

not to stare, but it was

I thought I’d take you to the

a little too

Form Three classrooms. As they moved, she felt the heat of a hundred eyes on her. The stares were sharp, almost painful. If looks could kill, she’d already be on

what they were thinking. Why Angel? Why is Taros

wanted her gone. They

her the

to ask the things that had been spinning in her head for days. But her stomach had other plans. It was empty, painfully so, and right now, food

the word "Mini Mart" written at the top. It looked decent, cleaner than she expected, but she still wished it was tucked away like the cafeteria. This place was too open. Anyone walking by could

are," Taros said, pulling out a chair

a second. No one had done that for her in a long time. It made her feel seen, like she actually mattered. She sat down slowly and looked at him. He didn’t just look good...he looked kind. And for a moment,