A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 31: The Full Moon II-Mate

Angela glared at the mirror, her chest rising and falling in confusion. The strange glow in her eyes grew brighter, matching the glow that had suddenly appeared on her breast.

She didn’t know what was happening or what she had become. None of this made sense. It felt like a nightmare, and she desperately wished someone would shake her out of it.

She pinched herself, hard. It hurt. This wasn’t a dream. It was real. That only made things worse. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. Not once. And Grace never mentioned anything like this would happen.

Her eyes... that glow. The mark. And the voice. A voice in her head that called itself "Mighty."

"Nah, nah... it’s Mighty Storm," the voice spoke again, almost casually. "Don’t forget to add the storm at the end. It matters. A lot."

Angela’s brows drew together. This was madness. She was actually hearing a voice. In her head. Talking to her like they were friends. Was this Alpha Hiro’s doing? From the first day she arrived at the Academy, he had been in her head. She was sure of it. This had to be one of his games.

"Who the hell is Alpha Tiro?" the voice snapped, irritation clear in its tone.

"I said Alpha Hiro," Angela corrected, trying to stay calm. Her whole body still trembled from shock, and now the voice in her head was offended by a name?

"Oh. Right. Well, I’m not that Alpha fucking Tiro... Hiro or whatever. I’m Mighty...,"

get it. You don’t have to keep repeating it," Angela muttered. She couldn’t believe she was still

long to meet you. Years, actually," the voice said, now softer. "Thank

anymore. Nothing felt the same. She must be losing her mind. Talking to a voice in her own head? Whoever had planted it in there knew exactly what they

voice filled with frustration. "I’ve waited so long to meet you. I finally broke through

Angela let out a bitter laugh. She ran her hand through her hair, completely overwhelmed. "If

Silence.

Storm, who had been talking nonstop a moment ago, suddenly went

"I knew it," she said quietly. "This is all part of Hiro’s stupid games. Even on a

dear," the voice returned,

challenged. "Tell

Grace’s bastard daughter. You have no idea who your father is. And... let’s

Angela hissed, glancing around in fear. Her heart raced. What if someone heard that? How could this voice know everything? No one at the academy knew her secrets. Not even Alpha

nothing to do with it. This voice... it was

"As a werewolf, you have a hidden side... your wolfside. That’s me. I’ve been with you since the beginning. I was locked away for so long,

few weeks away. But she wasn’t a werewolf. That

told you doesn’t mean it’s not the truth," Mighty Storm cut into her thoughts. "You were born a wolf. It’s in your blood. It’s not your fault that no one knew. In fact, it’s better

stepping back. Her hands trembled as she stared at them. They looked normal. No fur, no claws, no fangs. "Then why don’t