Chapter 53: A Protective Mate?

Angela stepped back slowly, her eyes fixed on the bloody message. Her whole body felt cold. She wanted to scream, but doing that would only make things worse. Students would rush over. Someone would record it. They’d upload it to the school’s gossip page, and by the end of the day, she’d be the laughingstock of the entire Academy—again.

She slammed the locker shut and leaned against it, trying to steady her breath. This felt like a nightmare. A sick, twisted dream she couldn’t wake up from. Someone was threatening her. Someone hiding in the shadows. And they had given her a deadline—the next full moon. Her heart sank. When the hell was that? Who would do this to her? What had she done this time?

"Hello, beauty."

She flinched. The voice startled her, and she turned to find Stales approaching with Alex beside him.

Angela forced herself to breathe. Her mind was racing, but she kept her voice steady. "Where were you two? I looked for you in the cafeteria."

"We were asked to take breakfast to Alpha Hiro," Alex replied. His eyes scanned her face, and his tone shifted. "Are you okay? You don’t look like it."

Angela hesitated, but then stepped aside. "Maybe you should check this out yourself."

She glanced around, making sure no one was paying attention, then slowly opened her locker wide enough for them to see inside.

Stales gasped. "Mother goddess..."

The smell hit him immediately. The blood was still fresh. His face twisted in horror as he read the message.

Alex, on the other hand, didn’t flinch. His calm reaction bothered Angela. It was like he wasn’t shocked at all. She watched him closely, suspicion flickering in her chest.

"Won’t you say something?" she asked, not hiding her frustration.

Alex finally looked at her. "Someone’s playing a game with you. A dangerous one. Whoever it is, they want to push you. Scare you. Make you act without thinking."

"Or rush you into making the wrong decision," Stales added. He was trying to stay calm too, but he couldn’t ignore the way some students were now watching them from a distance. Their eyes lingered on Angela’s locker. Did they see it? Had someone already spread the news?

Then Stales pulled out his phone. A new notification had popped up. His face dropped as he read it. "Guys... something’s going on."

Alex moved beside him. He opened the

clip. Just forty seconds. But it

bold: "Fuck Alpha Renn. He can’t handle

together. "I never said that," she whispered, eyes wide with confusion.

it again. That helpless anger. That sick feeling when someone twists your words, or worse, fakes your voice. Whoever was doing this

Alex said softly. "But what did

the sting in

to have a beautiful day," he added, almost like a sigh. "But whoever’s behind this knew just

but I don’t think we’ll be able to do that now. Not when your mind is this unsettled,"

I will. But first, we have to find this bastard. He made that first video of me during combat class. I don’t know how he did it, but he twisted my words, made it sound like I was insulting Renn. That video caused

my locker and a second video going viral... It all points to the same thing.

his arms. His face was calm, but his eyes were sharp. "The first video was from combat class. This new one shows you in the obstacle hall. Then the blood message. All three happened within the same group. This person is close. If he’s not in

tone heavy with realization. "So what do we do? Tell the

it ourselves," Alex said quickly, and Angela nodded in

Alex added. "He can trace the account that posted the video. I’ll message him now. For now, just go to class, Stales. Keep

his expression softening. "Don’t be scared. It’s going to be

not really scared," she said, her voice lower now. "I just don’t understand... why me of

back gently before

and she went straight to her seat. She unlocked her phone and checked the timetable again just to be sure. Politics

Renn.

After everything—the videos, the stupid dream—she knew

What would his

eyes and tried to clear her mind. She didn’t want to think

bang jolted her. She opened

His face was twisted in anger, his eyes

to leave my seat? Or do you need me to kick you out?"

sharply as he stood up,

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