A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 46: Blood/Bullets.

He hadn’t forgotten the line she let slip earlier when she thought he had discovered her true identity. Angela could feel the pressure building again. She didn’t know what to say next. She hated lying to him, especially now, but she had no choice. Her safety came first. She would do whatever it took to protect herself.

"It’s a long story," she finally said, her voice soft as she squeezed her fingers together. "My uncle has a strong effect on me when it comes to things like this." She took a breath and glanced away. "I was scared you’d get angry and not believe me. It has happened before... I was insulted and humiliated."

That part wasn’t a lie. Uncle Toga had once beaten and humiliated her after she told him one of his gang boys had tried to touch her. It happened a year ago, yet the memory stayed sharp, like a fresh wound that never healed. No one believed her. Not even her mother, who told her she probably seduced the man. The memory stung, and the thought alone brought tears to her eyes. But she quickly blinked them away. She wasn’t going to look weak in front of Taros. He didn’t deserve that.

"Is it because of this uncle you had to leave home?" Taros asked gently as he stepped closer. His voice was calm, filled with concern.

"Yes... you remembered," Angela said with a faint chuckle, trying to smile even as the tears tried to push through.

"You told me at the mini mart that you had family issues," Taros said, his tone soft. "I could tell it was serious. Sometimes family members can really hurt us."

"I thought it was just mine," she replied. "Is yours the same?"

"No, no," Taros said, shaking his head. "It’s the opposite. I come from a big family, and it’s warm being around them. They give me joy, the kind of peace and love I don’t find anywhere else."

Angela smiled, a little sadly. "Now I’m jealous of you," she said. And it was the truth. Now it made sense why he was so kind from the very first day they met. He came from love. That kind of warmth never really left a person.

"Let’s go in. Your pack will be waiting," Taros said, standing by the entrance and waiting for her to lead the way. Angela gave a small nod and walked ahead with him beside her. The place was unusually quiet. She found herself wondering where the celebration was supposed to be.

"I know where they are. Come on," he said, then suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her along without warning.

four cabins lined up neatly, and the whole place was lit up with warm lights, glowing softly around the trees and the gathering crowd. It looked like a small festival or bonfire night. The students were jumping, dancing, singing—completely lost in the joy of the

in the air made her heart lift. She felt something she hadn’t felt in

But just when she thought she hadn’t seen anyone, her gaze locked with Kaito’s. He was standing still, staring at her with a cold look on his face. His jaw was tight, and every step he took toward

I think your Alpha is a little mad,"

was amused. Maybe it was wrong, but it felt good to see him mad. Maybe it was payback for everything she’d had to pretend

really supposed to take you out without asking his permission first," Taros said with a quiet shrug, sliding his

prisoner. I can go anywhere I want,

can, but that’s not exactly how the pack rules work around here," Taros said, lowering his voice as Kaito finally stopped in front of them. "And from the look on his face, I’d say he’s

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as he walked up to them. His tone was sharp, but he was trying not to make a

Somehow, Taros always knew how to make her blush without even trying. "We just

together. He didn’t understand what was going on between the two of them. Something felt off. First, they went out without

It didn’t make sense. He had no reason to feel jealous, but

was nothing, just

was worried when I couldn’t find him. If not for Alex, I wouldn’t have known where Angel went," Kaito added, trying hard to

Taros said, his voice steady. He knew the rules, and he knew that if anything had happened to Angel, Principal Valois would have gone straight to Kaito for answers.

strange. This wasn’t the Angel he was used to. The Angel he knew always had something sharp to say, always had a fire in him. But now he was just standing there,

Angel and

get it out of Angel when this celebration was over. Whether Angel

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was swallowed by darkness, yet a single security man stood outside like a statue, guarding the silence. Hiro stared at him through the windshield, wondering what one man could possibly do if something went wrong. A place like