A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 192: What Is Your Gain?

Kaito dragged himself out of the dormitory, swaying a little as he reached the front of the building where the principal was waiting. He didn’t even know why he was there, only that someone had been sent to fetch him and told him it was urgent. Hopefully it was worth it, because his head was pounding from the alcohol, his stomach heavy and his eyes burning from trying to stay open.

"Kaito, you came alone?" Principal Valois’s sharp eyes scanned behind him as though expecting someone else. When she saw there was no one, she pressed her lips together, fighting the anger rising in her chest. Her voice was clipped when she spoke. "Where is Angel?"

"I don’t know. Why are you asking me?" He rubbed his forehead hard, as if that could chase away the dizziness clouding his mind. His tone was careless, but inside he was struggling to stay steady.

"You don’t speak to me like that. Have you forgotten who I am? I am your principal, young man."

"So what? Should I lie to you?" he shot back, frowning as he lifted his heavy gaze to her. The drink made him reckless, stripping away his restraint, and the only thing he wanted now was to crawl back to his bed before this headache broke him apart.

"I can see that none of you want to understand," Principal Valois said, her voice shaking with contained fury. She unlocked her car and shoved her purse inside before turning to him again. "Angela has crossed the line this time. She is neglecting her academics and I will not accept it. We will go in together. I want to see her."

"What happened? Why do you think she’s neglecting her studies, ma?" Kaito asked, forcing himself to focus through the haze clouding his mind.

"Today was her test. She left early," she explained stiffly. "The examiner said she asked for permission to go to the clinic, but when I checked, I found out she lied."

"And what does that have to do with me?" His brows lifted, his tone sharper than he intended. The coldness in his voice made her blink in surprise.

"I am saying she needs to focus," Principal Valois replied firmly. "If something like this happens again, I promise you won’t like the outcome. I have already done more than enough to cover up for her."

Kaito let out a low laugh and leaned lazily against her car. His eyes narrowed as he studied her. "Exactly. That’s what surprised me. You referred to her as ’she’ instead of the ’he’ you usually use. Why are you protecting her secret? You are the principal of an all-male academy. If a student breaks the rules, you’re supposed to punish them, not cover for them. So why are you helping Angela? What do you gain from this game?"

moment she forgot to breathe. She forced her face to stay calm, her voice steady, but inside panic was clawing at her chest. Kaito wasn’t

on

lose their guard, but she

teeth as he looked at her. Even in his

your selfish reasons. Do you think it’s right?" She said, as if Angela was

sank in. He stared at her, stunned. "Wait... you think I’m sleeping with her? You think I took her out of the hall just to use

said it yourself. Of course, I

have no idea what’s going on, do you? I left her in the

he was

now," Kaito said, straightening as he turned to walk away. His words left her frozen, her heart

the gate and stood there, watching as she sped off in her car, anger written in the way she gripped the wheel. A smile slowly curved on his lips. He had managed to get under

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was no response. She turned the knob and it opened, which

she needed to know. Kaito was lying on the bed, covered with the blanket. She walked closer,

Alex said as he came out of the bathroom, closing the

see," Angela whispered, her eyes on her mate. He looked peaceful in his sleep, but she knew the reason behind it. He had drowned himself in alcohol because of everything that happened. Because of her. What had she been thinking? Did she not

the empty bottles. His eyes were red, his movements clumsy. A bottle nearly slipped from

some bottles from him. Together they carried them out and placed them

on the stair rail for support. Around them, students moved about, minding their own business,