A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 25: Apologize, Angel.

Angela opened her eyes, and her whole body screamed in pain. She felt like she had been dragged on sharp stones and kicked over and over again. That was exactly what happened. She still remembered the way Alex’s punch slammed into her left eye. It burned, sharp like a bee sting but heavier, deeper, and cruel.

"Finally, you’re awake," Stales said with a weak smile, kneeling beside her and gently helping her sit up.

Angela ran her fingers through her hair, but even that small movement made her wince. Her arms throbbed. She could barely use them during the fight, and now, they felt like they had no strength left. Her brain felt like someone had wiped it clean.

She looked around the gym. It was quiet, too quiet. Only two senior students were there lifting weights, and they didn’t even glance her way. No one else was around. All the students who had been there when she collapsed had left without saying a word. She wasn’t surprised. No one cared about her. Not even the human students she had stood up for.

Angela clenched her jaw in frustration, but a sharp pain shot through her mouth. "Ouch," she groaned, pressing her cheek. Her teeth hurt like they were cracked. She cursed herself for showing up to that stupid combat class. Back home, she had fought with boys her age and always held her own. But this was different. This was Alpha Academy, and here, the boys weren’t just boys. They were something else.

She knew why Alex had hit her that hard. He wasn’t just a regular werewolf. He was Kaito’s beta. Strong, fast, and loyal. The kind that didn’t lose. And that memory hit her harder than his punch.

"Where’s Alex?" she asked, accepting the bottle of water Stales handed her. She drank slowly, her throat dry and tight.

"What do you think?" Stales said, frowning. "You think he’d stay beside you after that? Angela, you messed up. He’s your housemate, your seatmate, and Kaito’s roommate. You’re not supposed to fight someone like him. Not in front of everyone. Not like that. Now your house is going to lose points. And Alex? He’s mad. Really mad. Because this is something that shouldn’t happen."

Angela stared at him, her chest rising. "But it wasn’t my fault. It was Renn who started it. He told Alex to fight me. Everyone saw it. He made it a show." Her voice trembled. "He knew we were housemates. He knew we weren’t equal."

"You think he doesn’t know all these?" Stales asked as he squatted beside her. He held her arm and helped her to her feet. "It’s going to be recorded that you two fought against each other. Your house will lose points. Alpha Renn knew what he was doing. That’s exactly why he made you fight Alex."

Angela wanted to scream, but her body didn’t have the strength. Renn had played her again, and this time it hurt worse. He was not done with her. He was still punishing her, still taking revenge on her for something she didn’t even understand.

made her feel sick. But he was going to regret all

they walked out of the gym. At least today she wasn’t being dragged or carried out like a dead girl. She was walking, even if it felt

see clearly. It was strange how the body could fall

moment she wished she was a werewolf too,

said with a frown. He was surprised. "I thought you

said in a low voice. She had caused everything. She had dragged him into it. She would be angry too if

you can say?" Stales stopped and looked at her. "Do

so bad like something twisted

they expect her to do now? Give him her life? Be his shadow? Be his

you realize that?" Stales said again, his

if Stales was still on her side. The way he spoke made it sound like she was the one who caused everything. Nobody seemed to see that it was Renn’s

get him into trouble. It just happened," Stales said. "It won’t kill you to care a little. Alex

dragging her feet forward. She pulled her arm from his hold. She didn’t need support from someone

Her heart skipped. Her

get away

talk later. I need to go inside before Kaito sees

up once your phone is

the hostel. Her chest was tight, and her

this. She bumped into a student on the way, but didn’t stop or say sorry. She never

this long. Not looking back. Not caring about