A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 146: Miss Valois’ secret.

His body was fire pressed against hers. She tried to breathe, but the heat in his eyes stole every ounce of control she had left.

When his lips claimed hers, it wasn’t soft. It was hungry, demanding, the kiss of a lover who had held back too long. His tongue swept past her lips, tasting her deeply, making her whimper into his mouth. She clutched at his shirt, dragging him closer until her chest was pressed tight against his, her pulse racing so fast she thought she might explode.

Kaito kissed her harder, his mouth devouring hers until she was dizzy, then broke away only to trail kisses along her jaw and down her throat. She tilted her head back with a gasp, her hands tangling in his hair as his teeth grazed over the soft spot at her neck. He growled low in his chest, the sound vibrating against her skin, making her thighs press together in aching need.

"Angela..." he rasped, his voice thick with hunger. "You did not put on your wrap. Your nipples...so fucking hard."

Angela didn’t say a word. She couldn’t. Her voice was lost somewhere between the racing of her heart and the fire burning under her skin. She hadn’t worn the wrap beneath her jacket, thinking the thick fabric would be enough to cover her. But now the zipper hung low, loosened somewhere in the blur of their frantic kissing.

Kaito’s hand brushed the edge of her jacket, pushing it aside without hesitation. The cool night air touched her bare skin for only a moment before his mouth was there, hot and demanding, tracing the curve of her breast. She gasped, clutching at his shoulders, her body trembling at the raw hunger in his touch.

Then, with a deep, primal growl, he bit down. His fangs sank into the tender flesh of her breast. Pain flared for only a second before it was swallowed by a rush of white-hot pleasure that made her cry out, her back arching against the wall. The sensation ripped through her body, flooding her veins with heat, binding her to him in a way she could never escape.

The crescent mark flared to life beneath his mouth, glowing a radiant golden-yellow. The light pulsed in time with her racing heart, spreading warmth through her chest. Her whole body trembled as the bond sealed, as destiny itself acknowledged him—the last of her four mates.

Angela gasped, clutching his shoulders, her nails digging into him as she rode the waves of fire and bliss. Kaito’s mouth lingered against the glowing mark, kissing it with reverence after the bite, his breath rough and uneven.

"You’re mine now," he whispered against her skin, his voice dark, possessive, and edged with promise.

Angela’s lips parted, her breath shaky, her body still quivering in his arms. She had been claimed, fully and completely, by all four of her fated mates. The final bond had been sealed.

So what next now?

**

tightened her grip on the black hood she wore. She was in disguise and prayed no

The silence around her felt heavy. The area had been declared out of bounds for students. They were told there was an outbreak and that

were happening all at once. The issue with Marcus was growing worse. He was desperate to find the girl with the crescent mark, and he kept insisting that the description given to him matched

left yesterday, she thought the matter would rest, but instead, it had only opened the door to more trouble. He had already given her six missed calls this morning, demanding more details about Angela. He was still trying to act nice for now, but she knew a day would come when the mask would fall, and he would

His sources had already told him

deep sigh escaped her lips. She was close to breaking down. What would happen when the she-wolf was finally

herself she was not supposed to care. For a long time now, she had been alone,

keep coming late for our meeting?" a deep

hand against her chest, trying to steady her racing heart as

wait for the staff to leave my office before coming," Principal Valois said as she looked around. She had never seen him before. She never cared to, but something in her tonight wanted to see his face and ask

the deep male voice replied. He moved faster than her eyes could follow, a shadow too quick

Valois stayed silent, praying he would forget. The night he spoke of was almost ten years ago, yet she was still paying for it, still trapped doing

him but never believed he was real. That night, when one of her students was abused

boy? So handsome, so innocent. Poor child, he

uncle had hurt him when he was only a child. She had not known at first, and when she finally found out, she tried to comfort him. But because that man

a mother, and he worshipped his father with all his heart. Yet King Gerald never cherished him in return. Instead, he used his son’s gift and

uncle refused to stop his dirty acts and would not face the