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...,"

don’t have to keep repeating it," Angela muttered. She couldn’t believe

actually," the voice said, now softer. "Thank the goddess we

losing her mind. Talking to a voice in her

you from giving my credit to someone else," Mighty Storm shouted, her voice filled with frustration. "I’ve waited so long to meet you. I finally broke through tonight, and you go ahead and credit that damn

completely

Silence.

a moment

all part of Hiro’s stupid games. Even on a full moon night, he still wants to mess with my head? Shouldn’t he be busy turning into

decide, my dear," the voice returned, calm and firm. "I know you more than you

it," Angela challenged. "Tell me something no one

to be someone else. You’re Grace’s bastard daughter. You have no idea who your father is. And... let’s not forget, you’re crushing on a

academy knew her secrets. Not even Alpha Hiro, who always seemed to crawl into

to do with it.

now. "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, but now I’m awake.

was true. Her eighteenth birthday was only a few weeks away. But she wasn’t a werewolf. That wasn’t possible. She had always been human. Her mother

Grace never told you doesn’t mean it’s not the truth," Mighty Storm cut into her thoughts. "You were born a wolf.

normal. No fur, no claws, no fangs. "Then why don’t I feel it? Why haven’t I ever changed? Not even