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."

about to say something that could anger him, and that would only bring more trouble. He hadn’t even forgiven her for what she said the night before. She quickly changed her words. "A wolf came in here... I didn’t know she was

thing. If it was a school subject, you’d be ranking number one on the general board," Mighty Storm said in her

came here? In her wolf form? What did 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 the mention of his mate. She couldn’t help but wonder how he would react when he finally

say anything

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

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

was when Angela suddenly remembered—her chest cloth, the one she always tied around herself after a bath, was

up and rushed to the bathroom without thinking. She pushed the door open,

nothing but boxers. Water dripped slowly from his body. Muscles flexed with every small movement he made. She froze. She should have turned around and apologized, but instead, her eyes dropped. She stared, wide-eyed, at the clear

She couldn’t move. Couldn’t

caught. He continued, "Why are you acting strange? Do you want to take a bath? If

just invited you. Don’t think twice," her wolf whispered

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 shook her

closed the door behind her. Angela leaned on the wall and let out a deep breath. Her heart was racing. Damn, he was so hot. Did he even

no, you’re busy playing games,"

exactly what her wolf meant. But she wasn’t going to throw away all the progress she had made just because Kaito looked like that without

know I’m his mate. But not yet,"

he would

I don’t even understand why I’m a wolf. Why didn’t my mother ever say a word about it?" she asked, shaking her head. "It would be foolish

sat down, waiting for Kaito to come out, but he took longer than she thought. Before she realized it, sleep had taken over and she

**

the morning road work, Kaito was already gone. She quickly got dressed and rushed outside, only

formed lines was completely empty. Not a soul in sight. Angela cursed under her breath, frustration bubbling in her

her. At first, she couldn’t tell who it was. He had a strong build, the kind that made him look like he belonged on a battlefield. The moment he got close, too

It was Hiro.

said, his voice low, a lazy