A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 21: Reporting To Alpha Kaito

With Hiro still echoing in her mind and her thoughts racing, Angela struggled to calm herself. Her chest tightened, her fingers trembled but then she felt a warm hand slide over hers.

Taros.

His touch was gentle, grounding her in the chaos. "Hiro won’t hurt you. I’m here," he whispered, his voice calm and steady like the eye of a storm.

Angela tried to stay calm, but her body didn’t listen. Her head was full of the memory of yesterday’s game, the way Hiro cornered her this morning, how he spoke with that quiet warning. He was digging, threatening to uncover something she wasn’t ready to face. Her connection to Kaito. Her secret. Her fear.

And it felt like he wasn’t going to stop until he tore her apart.

"Hiro, man—stop it! You’re scaring the boy," Taros suddenly snapped, rising to his feet with tension in his voice.

Hiro only gave a lazy wave and that sly smile before walking away, leaving behind a silence that seemed to breathe relief into the air.

"He’s gone," Taros muttered, settling back down.

Angela felt it too. That heavy pressure around her chest faded. The strange energy, the chill in her bones was gone. The air felt lighter and safer. But she couldn’t rest. Not yet.

She needed to find Kaito.

She needed to tell him what Hiro had said, what he had found out. The last thing she wanted was the entire school knowing the truth about her admission—that it wasn’t earned, that it came from a favor. A secret deal with the Alpha of the West, they would say.

"I need to see Alpha Kaito," she said suddenly, grabbing a napkin and wiping her mouth, barely tasting the food she had just eaten.

how quickly everything

expression on Taros’s face. He looked disappointed, and deep down, she felt a sting of guilt. She knew she was being selfish,

added softly. "I really do appreciate it. And I...

stood too, brushing a hand through his hair. Without saying more, he paid the bill and they walked out

a different building meant for the senior students. Angela noticed the difference immediately. Everything looked sharper and more serious. The halls were quiet, the air carried a strange calm. The students here didn’t slouch or talk loudly. Their uniforms were neat, fitted properly. The way they moved, the way they carried themselves, even their silence, it all

always, eyes followed her every move. It made her skin crawl, but she kept her

classroom near the middle of the hall. Through the glass panel, she spotted Hiro sitting by the window. His eyes met hers

is he?" she asked quietly, eyes scanning

Do you want to go in?" Taros asked,

shook her head. "No. I’ll

enough chaos in her life. The last thing she needed was to walk into a classroom full of seniors and

completely unaware that she was standing right outside the door. His seat was tucked away in a quiet corner...the kind of place

and just like that, the low murmurs

"Isn’t that Kaito’s roommate?"

that the boy?

deep breath and let it out slowly.

away. They were so clueless. And that

caused it. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw Kaito

muttered,

arms, a pack in

the bag but couldn’t tell what was inside. Still, it didn’t matter. Her eyes flicked toward the window, checking to see if Hiro was watching. If he