A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 263: The Scary Offer!

"Who is your stupid boss?" Angela asked as she got up from the floor. Her legs ached, and her body begged for a stretch. Every joint hurt from the way they had treated her here.

There was no reply to her question. She looked at the guard, wondering if he had gone back to his silent mode again.

"I asked who is your fucking boss?" she shouted, her voice echoing through the walls.

"The Patriarch," he finally answered, his tone flat as he led the way out of the room.

"That name doesn’t ring a bell," Angela said with a frown. She had never heard that name before, which meant whoever this Patriarch was, he was a new enemy. "Wait, is this the Malynster’s villa?"

"Not at all," the guard replied as they started up the stairs. They were going higher, probably to where his boss was waiting. The place was eerily quiet even though a few other guards moved around. They were dressed the same way as the one beside her—same dark uniform, same expressionless face. They moved like machines, without emotion.

They could be... who knows?

"So, do you know what your boss wants from me?" Angela asked as she walked beside him. He didn’t turn or even look at her. His pace never changed. She thought about running, but where would she go? She had no idea where she was and needed time to study the place.

"I don’t have that information, ma," he said quietly.

"That’s bad. If you had told me, I would’ve given you a gift," Angela said, forcing a smile as they entered another corridor. It looked different from the prison area...cleaner, brighter, like a different world entirely. They stopped in front of a large wooden door and waited. "You don’t believe me when I said I’d give you a gift, right?"

guard said nothing. He stood facing the door, hands behind his back. Angela noticed the daggers and

I can make you the richest man alive outside these walls," Angela said, watching him closely. She wasn’t sure if he was laughing at her in his mind or actually

world..." he started, but she interrupted him at once, giving him a playful

the world you want? I will hand it over to you," she said with a small smile. "I have other precious gifts that money can’t buy. Like... like a ring that can

again," Mighty-Storm sighed

wolf, Angela kept talking. "If we escaped from

pushed her forward. Angela clenched her jaw as she almost lost her balance. Stupid guard. If she ever

she was in a throne room. The air felt heavy, powerful. There were four seats facing another four, all before a large stage that held

deep voice said as the figure on the throne rose slowly. From the tone, she could tell it was a man. He wore a full cloak that covered his head, hiding his

felt when

Angela... can you come forward?" the man said with

turned toward the guard, glaring. He could have taken her offer and helped her escape, but he chose not to. And if her mates dared to

Chains still hung from her wrists, cold and heavy. If not for them, she would have given him a slap he’d

your princess. Do not refer to me as that," Angela said with a frown as she moved closer to the figure. "Who

on the throne. He leaned against it and

to show on her face. "I don’t fucking care who you are. I just want to leave this hell you created for yourself and this stupid one,"

made her even more uneasy. He looked like the