A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 193: Kaine.

Just a little? How many bottles did you have?" Stales asked, shaking his head.

Angela wanted to go after them and speak to Alex, but her heart pulled her back to Kaito. He needed her when he woke. She went inside and began to clean the room quietly.

When she was done, she sat on the couch. She chose not to lie beside him. If he woke up and found her there, he might be angry, and they had not yet solved their differences. It was safer to keep some distance.

She was about to close her eyes when his voice broke the silence.

"Kaine..."

Angela sat up at once. The name stirred something inside her. She knew she had heard it before. After a moment of thought, she remembered. Kaito had called that same name in his sleep once before. Her chest tightened with unease.

Who was Kaine, and why did he keep calling her name?

Angela lay back with so many questions running through her heart. The name he called out kept haunting her. Kaine had to be his girlfriend. Alex swore he didn’t know anyone with that name, and even Taros was clueless. But then, what if Kaito had a secret girlfriend he never spoke about?

sorry," Kaito cried out in his sleep

through Angela, making it hard to close her eyes. How dare he dream

it on purpose," her wolf whispered

hissed, crossing her arms over her chest. She refused to let her wolf soften her heart. "When has he ever

know something is wrong," Mighty Stormy pressed. "No one calls out

refused to come. She had already spent the

me... please. Kaine, stay with me," Kaito pleaded

her chest tightening. He wasn’t going to stop, and each word cut through her. She got out of bed and walked

was written across his expression even in sleep. Her wolf had been right all along. Something was terribly wrong. How could she have been so foolish to think he was enjoying

His skin burned under her palm. He must have been running a fever for hours and no one noticed. Panic filled her as she tried to think of what to do. She had never dealt

you hear me?" she whispered, but

filled a bowl with water, and grabbed her hand towel. Sitting beside him, she dipped the towel into the cold water and laid it on his forehead. He kept mumbling the same words,

holding his hand tightly and pressing her lips against it. Her voice trembled as she kissed his

thing to do. His shirt was still on. She pulled the blanket away and carefully

this moment, looking at him like this, she felt