A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 35: The Full Moon-Taros

Since Taros’s beta wasn’t in school, Stales was the one who took food to him. He hadn’t planned to do it, but Alex had brought it up while they were heading to the cafeteria. He suggested they help Taros, reminding Stales that Taros was Kaito’s best friend and, more importantly, Angel’s favorite Alpha. Taros and Angel had been getting along very well lately. That mattered to Stales.

So he agreed. Maybe it was a way to show a little kindness on Kaito’s behalf. Maybe it was just something small to make Angel happy. Either way, Stales convinced himself it was a good thing to do. Some students saw it as a great honor to be chosen to go down to the Alpha’s PIT. It was off-limits, a forbidden place, and in all the years he had spent in the Academy, Stales had never been close to it. Not once. Not even by accident.

When he finally stepped into the area that belonged to Alpha Taros, he was struck by how quiet it was. No sounds at all. Just silence. Since Taros wasn’t his Alpha, Stales didn’t feel any bond or pressure. He just had to be careful and respectful. He made his way down the stairs slowly, trying to stay calm. The air was heavy, and he could already smell the Alpha before he even reached the end of the steps.

Taros must have noticed someone coming. He turned on the light from his phone and moved closer. Stales froze the moment he saw him. His breath caught in his chest. Taros looked terrible. His body was covered in wounds, his chest, arms, and legs all marked by fresh, painful cuts. Stales almost turned and ran. He had never seen anything like it. He had to remind himself why he was here in the first place.

"Who is it? What’s your name?" Taros asked. His voice was rough, strained by pain.

"Stales... it’s me. Since Xavier, your beta, isn’t around... I volunteered to come instead of someone from your pack," he said, stuttering a little. He was nervous. He didn’t know how Taros would react. He wasn’t from his pack, and maybe he wasn’t supposed to be there. But Taros didn’t snap at him. He didn’t have the strength to. At that moment, he didn’t even care.

"It’s okay. You brought food?" Taros asked weakly. His face, usually so calm and handsome, was tight with pain. His lips were bruised, and his eyes looked tired and dark.

"Yes, Alpha," Stales replied quickly. He opened his bag and pulled out the food, getting ready to place it near him.

But Taros stopped him.

no need. I won’t

kind of pain would usually want food. He couldn’t understand

you in

Then suddenly, Stales saw something strange. Taros’s wounds began to close. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists as his muscles tensed. He bit down on his lower lip as the skin around his chest and arms

to fix itself, the more the skin tore apart. Wounds reopened. New ones appeared. Then it started all over again. His body

with pity. He couldn’t help but think of Kaito. If this was what Taros was going through, then

transform," Taros said,

the time? I mean... every

"Yes."

hesitated, then asked, "When is it going to stop?

a bitter laugh, one that was full of pain. His skin tore again and he groaned, breathing through the sharp sting. "When I finally meet my mate. She’s the one who can stop all of this. I need to find

you supposed to share her with the other Alphas?" Stales asked. He had heard

light was starting to change. The