A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 38: You Are My Fucking Mate?

Angela wanted to speak, but it was as if her voice had vanished. Her lips stayed parted, yet no words came out. She was frozen. She liked what was happening, and that alone scared her. Kaito was going to kiss her—she was sure of it. His eyes dropped to her lips, and then his face moved to her neck.

A warm, sweet wave rushed through her body. She felt like melting into him. Her body betrayed her—her senses spinning, her skin burning. Her chest tightened, and she could feel her nipples harden even without a touch. It confused her. She had never been this close to a man before, not like this. Now Kaito stood in front of her, their bodies nearly touching, and her secret was hanging on a thread. If he got any closer, he would know instantly that she wasn’t a boy.

"Your scent..." Kaito said, his voice low and distracted. His nose brushed close to her skin, his breath warm on her neck. Angela shut her eyes, ready for whatever would come next. A kiss. A touch. Anything.

But then he spoke again, and his words cut through everything. "Why do you smell like her?"

Angela’s eyes flew open. Her? Did he just say her? Was he talking about Kaine—the girl he always mumbled about in his sleep? His supposed lover?

Her heart sank. Her face turned hot with embarrassment. Of course. It wasn’t about her. This was all about someone else. Not Angela.

"You smell like my mate," Kaito whispered, barely audible, his voice soft and unsure. He sounded nothing like his usual self, and for a second, she forgot to breathe. He didn’t sound angry or suspicious. Just... lost.

"That’s you, girl! He’s talking about you!" Mighty Storm yelled inside her head.

Angela panicked. She quickly pushed him away, not too roughly, but enough to make him take a step back. He didn’t know. He still had no idea she was a girl—and that meant he also didn’t know she was his mate. That gave her a tiny moment of peace.

She walked over to the couch and sat down quickly, trying to calm her heart.

"I asked you a question, Angel," Kaito said, his voice firmer now. He wasn’t going to let it go. His eyes were sharp and full of questions.

"I don’t know," she replied, not looking at him. It was the only thing she could say.

He turned away and walked into the bathroom. Angela watched him disappear inside, her fingers clutching the edge of the couch. When he came back, his expression was different. He didn’t look angry. He looked like someone trying to figure out a puzzle.

He moved to the wardrobe and pulled it open. He glanced around quickly, then turned back to her.

"There’s no one in here," he said quietly, almost to himself. "But her scent is still in this room. I know a girl was here. I can feel it."

something that could anger him, and that would only bring more trouble. He hadn’t

subject, you’d be ranking number one on the general board," Mighty Storm said in her head. Angela sighed and ignored him,

she look like?" Kaito asked, his voice soft, curious. He looked different—calmer, even hopeful. Angela had never seen this side of him before. He looked like a whole different person just because of

say

I opened the door. But she knocked me down and ran off. That’s why I smell like her," Angela explained. She watched his face fall, his shoulders drop slightly in disappointment. He had no idea that the one he was dying to meet was standing right in front of him. "She’s a beautiful wolf, though. You’ll

off, his tone cold again. He turned away, walked to the wardrobe, and pulled

she always tied around

widened. She jumped up and rushed to the bathroom without thinking.

flexed with every small movement he made. She froze. She should have turned around and apologized, but instead, her

beat. She couldn’t move.

doing?" Kaito asked, his voice firm. Angela quickly turned her back to him, feeling caught. He continued, "Why are you acting strange? Do you want to take a bath? If

think twice," her wolf whispered sweetly

Angela replied, her voice shaking a little. She pointed to the corner where they usually kept the brushes. Kaito looked confused but still turned to get it for her. The moment he turned his

turned around and handed her the brush, but she

door behind her. Angela leaned on the wall

games,"

away all the progress she had made just because Kaito looked

I’ll let him know I’m

do, he would have

my mother ever say a word about it?" she asked, shaking her head. "It would be foolish to open up when I don’t

wolf went quiet, and Angela was thankful for the silence. She sat down, waiting for Kaito to come out, but

**

was already gone. She quickly got dressed and rushed

it. But this time, it was worse. The take-off ground where they usually formed lines was completely empty. Not a soul in

go back to her dorm when she noticed someone walking toward her. At first, she couldn’t tell who it was. He had a strong build, the kind that made him look like he belonged

It was Hiro.

said, his voice low, a lazy smile