A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 59: So What’s The Catch?

"What?" Angela’s voice rose, full of disbelief. He must be fucking insane to think she would wear something just because it pleased him. "I can’t wear that. I don’t wear short dresses. You can’t ask me to do that."

Renn didn’t flinch. He stood there, holding the dress like he owned the moment.

"Who said I was asking?" he replied, calm but firm. "It’s either you wear it, or this conversation ends. I’m completely fine with that."

He turned back to the wardrobe like he was going to put it away. That gesture alone made Angela’s chest tighten.

She let out a shaky sigh. Deep down, she had known this wasn’t going to be easy. She had come too far, sacrificed too much, and there was no way in hell she was going to let Renn’s twisted games ruin everything.

"Fine," she muttered under her breath and rose from the chair. She walked straight to him and snatched the dress from his hand. She hoped it would annoy him, that it would wipe that smug look off his face.

But instead, he smiled. That damn smile. It made her want to scream and slam her head against the wall.

"Where should I change?" she asked, her voice stiff with frustration.

"You can use the bathroom," he said, then added with a smirk, "or you could change right here so I can get a little entertainment."

Angela forced a dry laugh and frowned. "How funny that was."

Without waiting for a response, she pushed the bathroom door open and went in, slamming it behind her.

As soon as she locked the door, a cold shiver crept down her spine. Now it hit her. The real price she was paying. Renn was making her wear a dress. For what? To feed whatever desire had been burning inside him since that fucked-up dream she had.

She pulled off her shirt slowly, her eyes searching the corners of the bathroom. She wouldn’t put it past him to hide a camera. That wouldn’t surprise her at all.

There was barely a difference between Renn’s twisted mind and Hiro’s madness.

But Hiro? At least he made his insanity public. Everyone knew he was unhinged. Renn, on the other hand, hid it well. And if she ever tried to tell someone what he was making her do, they’d never believe her.

Who would believe that the cold, quiet, and always moody Alpha was forcing her to wear a damn red dress?

Angela unwrapped herself and stepped out of her trousers. She held the dress in her hands for a moment. It had been so long since she last wore anything like it.

She slipped into the dress.

looked at herself in the mirror, something stirred inside her. A small smile tugged at her lips. She had almost forgotten what it felt like to look like a

the moment passed

she

And that ruined everything.

too short. Her hands curled into fists as she tried hard not to explode. Her

good on her. That was the truth. She

should reward him with a kiss then," Mighty-storm suddenly

her wolf to

what she just heard. "Seriously, you

shifted yet. I only get pulled out when our mates are close. Their scent drives us crazy,

eyes. She could never win an argument with her.

like my way of

Angela asked, already dreading the

get Renn wrapped around our finger

laughed. Her wolf had a bigger mouth than she did. She wished Stales could meet Mighty-storm. He would finally see that

get the grim reaper out there under our fingernails.

put on some music, push him to

her

happening.

She was not going to follow through with

her head and opened the bathroom door. She stepped out slowly and

at her. His eyes moved all over her like he was drinking her in.

smile. This one was wild. Naughty.

his lower lip and

shiver ran down Angela’s spine. A part of her wanted to walk straight to him, wrap her arms around his neck, and kiss those sexy lips until he begged for something deeper. The thought alone made

for?" Mighty-storm screamed from within, wagging her tail like she

shook her head and walked to her seat instead. Both her wolf and Renn were completely out of their minds. She wasn’t going to let either

look so gorgeous, even without makeup," Renn said as he took off his glasses. "I don’t know what it

funny to Angela. Her eyes narrowed. She only hoped it wasn’t the kind of

exactly what I’m thinking," Mighty-storm popped back

loud before she could

eyebrow.

seat. It was