A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 162: My Little Lost Girl.

Angela froze, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes could not believe who they were staring at. He was the last person she ever wanted to see, not now, not in this moment. She tried to stand tall, but her whole body shook, betraying the storm inside her. His sudden presence felt like a shadow pressing down on her, stealing the air from her chest.

She had never been the kind to tremble before an enemy, but Marcus was not just an enemy. He was her father. And she did not want him find out...at least not now. Yet the greedy Eliza had tricked them, and now everything was falling apart. Angela’s heart burned with anger at the woman’s betrayal. Eliza had been loyal to him from the beginning, and none of them had seen it.

Angela’s mind raced. Was Zane part of this? No. He never gave them that feeling, never twisted their trust. But Eliza, from the very moment they met, had been nothing but trouble.

"Be calm, dear," Hiro’s voice slipped into her mind through their bond, warm and steady. No one else could hear. He turned slightly, forcing a smile on his lips. "I am here, and I will handle this. Trust me."

Angela swallowed hard and gave a small nod, clinging to his words as she tried to steady herself. But Marcus was not alone. As always, he came with his crew. Some followed him inside, while others lingered outside, most likely guarding the streets like watch dogs.

His eyes never left her as he walked past the others. Eliza bowed to him with false respect and offered her chair, but he ignored her and kept moving until he stood in front of Angela. His lips curved into a dark smile. "We meet again, boy. What a coincidence."

Hiro’s face stayed calm, though Angela could feel the tension running through him. He knew one wrong move would give everything away. Marcus had lived too long, had seen too much. He would piece the truth together in an instant if Hiro lost control.

Still, Hiro was not one to back down. If he could not play with Marcus’s mind, then Eliza would be his next move.

"Really?" Angela asked with a deep frown, her teeth pressed hard together. She could not understand how she was going to stand in front of him any longer.

Marcus was handsome and he carried power in the way he moved, but no matter how much strength or beauty he showed, nothing could hide the darkness that followed him.

it seemed, had a terrible choice when it came to men. Every man in her life had turned out to be a

bad about her father. She always spoke of him as if he had been a good

voice that only made her skin crawl more. "I have been wanting to meet you, and I know you want the same thing." He

stepped closer. He placed himself at Angela’s side, refusing to

told him this face was familiar. He tilted his head and spoke with suspicion. "You are one of those boys gifted to the werewolves by the mother goddess. What should I call them,

called alphas," Eliza answered quickly, bowing

to walk out of this place and leave Marcus behind. But he could not do that. Not yet. She had just learned that this man was her father. She

no one ever got to meet a Malynster so closely. This was the one chance to demand

then let’s go back to the academy, Angel," Hiro said

she pulled the chair back and

him earlier. He leaned back with sharp eyes locked on her. "Now

speak, and if Hiro lost control, everything would fall apart. She told herself she could handle it. She was good at lying, good at keeping her mask in place.

began, keeping her tone steady. She saw Marcus’s brows crease in confusion, but it vanished quickly. A sly smile spread across his face, and a cold shiver ran through her

never moved from her face. She knew he was watching every flicker of her expression, testing her, waiting for the

I didn’t like the way you threatened my principal. She is trying to find this girl, and I want

boy?" Marcus

What did he mean by asking if she was Valois’ boy? That was not what

What do you mean by Valois’ boy?" Samuel asked with a deep frown, speaking before she

Marcus shot back coldly, his eyes sweeping to her friends.