A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 68: A Fucked Up Situation.

Their lips parted, but no words came out. They just stared at each other in disbelief. Angela sat back, trying so hard not to laugh. She thought they would realize it was a joke, but they looked too shocked to even blink. It took almost three minutes before anyone could say something.

"You’re still joking," Stales finally said, squinting at her.

"I’m serious. I have Alex and Stales as my mates. Isn’t that a good thing?" Angela said with a straight face, but she couldn’t hold it in for long. Her laughter broke out loud and clear.

"You almost got me," Stales said, slapping his palm against the desk. He leaned back in his chair and let out a small laugh of frustration.

"I knew you were lying. If you were my mate, I’d have sensed it immediately," Alex added with a playful smile. He turned to Stales and added, "She got only you. I snapped out of it just in time."

"That’s not even funny," Stales said with a pout, turning his back to them as he opened his book to read. Clearly, he was done with the joke.

Angela reached over and patted his back gently. "Sorry, Stales. It was just a joke." She was still giggling, especially now that Alex had joined her in laughter. They had really thrown Stales off for a moment.

"I’m not falling for that again. Let’s just read in peace," Stales muttered without looking at them.

Angela shook her head, still smiling, and turned to Alex. "I hope you’re not offended."

"No. It was just a harmless joke," Alex replied. "He’s only upset because he didn’t see it coming. Don’t worry, he’ll come around."

Angela nodded and turned her attention back to her book. It still felt strange. Reading had never really been her thing. Back at home, she never studied. She would walk into the exam hall blindly and somehow still manage to pass...but with an E. She always hated reading but still survived.

But here at the Alpha Academy, everything was different. It wasn’t about just surviving anymore. It was about being smart, sharp, and outstanding. She had no choice. She had to work harder than ever before.

Angela read in silence, though the words weren’t always easy to grasp. And anytime something confused her or looked too complex, Alex would explain. He didn’t just give answers—he broke things down, gave examples, made it easier for her to understand. His patience surprised her.

Now she understood why he was always at the top of the class ranking board. He wasn’t just lucky. He was brilliant.

"Logic classes aren’t difficult. The real challenge is the tests," Alex said, gently tapping his pen on the book. "You have to be smart. Don’t rush. Don’t jump to conclusions. Think before you answer. That’s how to win."

Angela nodded slowly, listening carefully.

"It’s the same thing with political science," he continued. "Once you understand how the werewolf kingdom works, just apply logic, and you’ll get it. That’s how to make an A."

"See how you’re saying it like it’s easy," Angela mumbled, forcing a smile before she frowned. "Everything still feels strange to me. I’m trying, but some of the things you’re explaining just won’t stay in my head."

said gently as he closed his book and turned to her. His tone was calm, but sincere. He could tell she was trying, and she really needed help. "It might feel strange now, but that’s how it starts. I’ll keep explaining, and if you keep reading before the tests or exams come, you’ll know this book like the back of your hand," he said, pointing to the textbook on her desk. "Even if you don’t

follow his advice. Maybe

do better. I trust you," Alex added in a

was

it

Angela agreed, shaking her head slightly. Still, it made

to understand just one topic, but she didn’t give up. She pushed herself to focus, even though her head began to throb from all the information. Alex encouraged her, saying it was good

proud yet. She felt like she was still lagging behind. She didn’t want to just pass—she wanted to prove she belonged here. She was going to

break and go to the minimart for lunch. Stales joined them, and together they walked there. Over

about Mr. Anonymous?" Alex asked, picking

hadn’t thought about that in a while. It was a strange

"Everyone’s always on their phone during classes. It’s hard to tell who’s doing

anyone yet," Angela said, shaking her head. "Do

"But I have a feeling. Whoever it is, I

do you think that?"

to play us and then sent threats afterward," Alex explained, his eyes narrowing

from the Central pack or he was in the Central dorm at the time we went there. He

her hard. They didn’t bother to check yesterday, but now, it seemed so important. "He could be the one behind that

are four in that room. It could be any of the

one roommate per student. Like two people in one room," she frowned, confused as her gaze shifted from

Alphas are given the privilege of having one roommate. Some don’t even have any, like Kaito, until you came. I have two roommates because I’m his Beta. Stales has three because he’s a Delta. That’s how the system

one go, not because she was thirsty, but because her mind was overwhelmed by what they had just said. She had been given those comforts and had never questioned them. Now she understood—she had Kaito to thank for that. More reason to feel indebted

said as he stood up. He hadn’t finished his meal, but this felt more

that?" Angela asked. The name didn’t ring

they don’t have an Alpha. And... he’s a tech guy. If anyone can trace something like

murmured, standing up as well and quietly following behind

they got to the Academy building, the boys led her through the main hallway, turned right, and took the stairs. She said nothing, just watched their backs and walked silently.

A few seconds passed before the door slowly

far too young to be called "Mister." She had imagined

front of her looked like he couldn’t be more than a few years older than the Alphas. His face was calm, his expression unreadable, and yet he

he opened the door wide for them to enter.

He didn’t ask the usual question—how may I help you? He just sat there, watching

since silence dragged on too long. "Sir, we came