A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 88: Mr. Anonymous?

Stales was the one who had texted Evan, telling him to come out so they could have a proper talk. Evan didn’t argue. He replied that he’d be there in thirty seconds. They waited, watching the path, keeping calm and alert until they saw him approaching. As soon as Evan came into view, Stales quickly sent a message to Renn, letting him know that the boy was out of the room and they could move into action.

"I hate the fact that we have to apologize to him when we didn’t even fucking do anything wrong," Alex hissed, folding his arms across his chest. His jaw was tight, and the irritation in his voice was clear.

"We have to—" Stales stopped talking the moment Evan got closer. He forced a smile onto his face, trying to look welcoming as he stepped forward. Then, raising his voice a little, he said, "Hello, Evan Thatcher."

"I didn’t get your name the other day," the slim, clumsy-looking boy replied. He turned to Alex. "Hello, Alex. And you are?"

"Stales. It’s not so difficult to grab," Stales answered dryly. Something about the boy’s calm tone got under his skin, even though Evan hadn’t done anything wrong.

"I will," Evan said, standing there with his hands together in front of him. He looked at both of them, his eyes clear and questioning. "Why did you guys call me out here? I didn’t do anything. Your friend wrongly accused me, and if this is going to be another—"

"Can you calm the fuck down?" Alex cut in, his brows furrowed in frustration. "We didn’t call you out here to beat you up or blame you for anything. We know you’re not the one behind all this bullshit."

"Yes, Evan. We messed up," Stales added, lowering his voice as he looked at the boy. "We wrongly accused you, and Mr. Slade made sure we heard it. Our Alphas too. We were wrong, and for that, we’re here to apologize."

Evan looked at them both. He didn’t seem angry. Just tired. "I don’t have a problem with either of you," he said, his voice soft, almost too calm. The guilt started to hit Stales even harder. He remembered how badly he’d wanted to hurt this boy just a few days ago. "But I had to report you when Mr. Slade asked me about that video going around the Academy Buzz. Your friend almost disfigured my face."

"Thank you for mentioning that video," Alex said, stepping forward slightly. But the moment he noticed Evan stepping back a little, he stopped and took a few steps away to ease the tension. "Relax, for fuck’s sake. You’re safe. We’re not going to hurt you."

"Well, at least that friend of yours who punched me isn’t here, so yeah... I guess I’m in safe hands," Evan said with a small smile, his eyes falling to the ground.

Alex rolled his eyes and said, "Angel is upset about everything that happened between you two. The principal even called him in for a meeting about it. He’s frustrated, and that’s why he couldn’t come to apologize to you himself."

problem. I don’t hold grudges," Evan nodded calmly.

Angel that somehow got recorded in his room—the power supply suddenly went out. It was strange. That

Evan said, glancing toward the dormitory with

knew exactly what was happening. This was Kaito’s doing. He needed to buy him more time, so he

and deep. Then came the lightning,

hearing things break. Glass. Shards cracking and falling in the distance. Stales couldn’t help but smile. That was

asked, fear clear in his eyes. It was the first time he showed any real panic. The boys saw it, saw how fragile and unprotected he looked. He was an Omega. No matter how strong

with his

Why would Alex say something that

thing," Evan snapped, clearly not buying any of that crap. He made a move to head back toward the dorm, but both boys blocked his

asked, trying hard to hold in his laughter.

about thunder gods and logic, both of them too stubborn to back down. It would’ve been funny

when Evan’s wristwatch started

the watch and noticed something strange. The warning light that had been red just seconds ago suddenly turned white, and then it went completely quiet

curled into tight

eyes

sudden shift in Evan’s body language. That calm, innocent, almost fragile boy they thought

iris, the cornea... every part of his eyes turned into that strange glowing

The boys stared, frozen.

Omega," Alex said, stepping back slowly

still

Renn still inside the building.