A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 212: Take Charge.

Angela walked beside him as they were led by one of the workers. She did not know what to expect but he showed them around with a quiet grace. The interior of the hotel left her speechless. She had never seen anything like this in her town. Everything felt new, almost unreal.

A key was given to Taros when they entered the elevator. The man wanted to follow but Taros refused, leaving them alone when the doors closed. Silence filled the space. Angela felt her throat tighten. She wondered what he was thinking because he was always so quiet around her.

In the woods the other day he had been different, wild and untamed, ready to claim her without caring about the world. The memory brought a shy smile to her lips and her breath caught. She cleared her throat and dared to look up at him. His eyes were already on her. She wanted to melt under that gaze. How could anyone get used to those beautiful bluish eyes that seemed to strip her soul bare? They could make any girl lose herself with just one look.

"Do I look bad?" Taros asked suddenly. Her lips parted but before she could answer, the elevator opened. They stepped out together and he added, "You kept staring at me, so I thought maybe I do not look good tonight."

"No... no... you are handsome. And with those clothes on, I think you look so... takeaway," Angela said softly. He was wearing a green cotton shirt that made his skin glow, light trousers, and black shoes. She doubted he even knew how incredible he looked tonight.

When the room door opened, he let her step in first. Angela froze at the sight before her. The room was beautiful, its decoration glowing with warmth. Red roses lay across the floor, forming a trail that led to the balcony. She laughed in surprise and turned to him. "I cannot believe this. Did you do all of this?"

"No. I paid them to," Taros admitted with a little scratch at the back of his head, then walked toward the balcony. Everything looked just the way he wanted. The hotel workers had done their job well.

Angela followed, her eyes wide as she looked out. "The city looks so beautiful from here. I like it, Taros."

"I am glad you do," he answered, smiling as he watched her. She had no idea how every little thing she did, every word, every laugh, made him fall deeper. "Do you like sightseeing?"

"I don’t know," Angela shrugged, her voice soft. "We don’t have things like this in my town, so when I see it, I get speechless."

"I understand. We were all born after the war, and from what Renn said, your town is still struggling to recover from the damage."

She nodded as she moved toward the table. It was decorated beautifully, meant only for the two of them. "Wow... the table looks so nice."

preparation that she might not appreciate it. Taking her jacket gently, he helped her out of it and then pulled

his chest as she sat down. She noticed a tablet

should go for this," he said, tapping the screen to reveal the next dish. "It’s an Italian dish. You’ll love

tried it before?"

You loved it," Taros replied, his lips curving

Then tell

salad. We can start with this. Then for primi, fettuccine Alfredo, and for secondi, either Ossobuco or

blinked at how easily he spoke, his tongue wrapping fluently

My mother is, and so was Hiro’s. Bless her

said softly, sadness touching her eyes before she brightened again. "Your mother

mother. We only heard she died while giving birth to him," Taros answered. "There are no pictures of her or much information. It always made him angry when

he never even got to see her. She could only

laugh. "She is beautiful, and I do not mean to be rude, but she is also fiery, with a temper. I think Kaito got his

thought of

refused to allow her

was not expecting that," Angela said softly, her thoughts drifting to what her own fate might have been if she had not escaped from her family. Just hearing

child, and he has always stayed close to his mother," Taros explained. "She is the Luna now. When you marry Kaito, you will take after her, and the pack

tried to stop him, her voice low. His words kept circling in her mind and she looked down as they placed their order. "You said I

all four of us. There is no choosing," he told her simply. "The wedding will take place when the goddess speaks to the high priestess. I only pray it will be after you finish school, when you are ready for

rubbed her neck, discomfort rising inside her. She cared for all of them, she loved them in different ways, but marriage was something else entirely. Her heart trembled at the

gently touched her hand. "I know none of us asked for this life. The moon goddess pushed it