A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 154: The Autopsy.

Principal Valois arrived at the academy clinic after being told that the autopsy results were ready. It should have

been good news, yet a wave of unease settled in her chest. She could not explain why she was anxious, but

deep down she feared what the results would reveal.

"Cin," the doctor said, leading them into the lab. They all put on nose masks before stepping inside. "You

said he was a student?"

"Yes," Principal Valois answered quietly as she followed him in. The female pathologist gave them a faint nod of

greeting. On the table lay Evan's body, covered with polythene. He looked cold, stiff, and lifeless. Her heart

ached at the sight. "Have you been able to find the cause of death?" she asked.

"Yes. He died about a week ago," the doctor replied, glancing at the female pathologist beside him. She leaned in

and whispered something to him. "Correction, it's been eight days since he died."

Mr. Slade’s face tightened. "That means he died the snight we all last saw him." He shook his head, his

voice heavy with regret. "The boys were right the whole time."

"I never really doubted them," Principal Valois admitted softly. "Please, continue, doctor."

Mr. Slade drew a deep breath, his brows furrowed with worry. "So what's the cause of death?" He hated asking,

but he needed to know.

The pathologist raised her eyes to them and spoke with calm precision. "Neurotoxin was injected into him."

Principal Valois frowned, confused. "What exactly is that?"

"It is a powerful poison," the doctor explained. "A substance that attacks the nervous system of a werewolf,

leaving them paralyzed until it eventually causes death."

Shock washed over Mr. Slade’s face. "You mean this was injected into him while he was alive?"

Principal Valois turned sharply toward him, her expression tightening. "Will they inject it after he is already

dead?" Her tone carried both frustration and grief. She knew neither of them were doctors, but this was simple

enough to understand. Common sense should not be this hard.

"I got confused," Mr. Slade said, his voice low as his eyes went back to the pathologist. "So someone must have

injected him with it, right?"

"Yes. Ccloser and look at where he was injected," the pathologist replied. She unzipped the polythene bag

and Evan's body was revealed completely, pale and lifeless.

Wearing gloves, she touched his skin without hesitation and pointed at his neck. "Three injections were given

here. That is what caused the instant death."

"I see..." Miss Valois whispered, her throat tightening as tears filled her eyes. The sight of the boy tore at her

heart. His life had been stolen, a future cut short before it even began. "Were you able to tell what kind of

creature he is? | have never seen a werewolf like this before."

"He is a werewolf," the doctor answered, his tone firm. "From his organs and the tests we carried out, there is no

doubt he is one of your kind." His brows furrowed as if something troubled him. "But he is different from other

werewolves. | am still trying to understand why. Do you know if he registered as a werewolf?"

"Yes, he did," Mr. Slade replied.

"Which pack?"

"The central pack."

The doctor's eyes moved from one face to another. "Have any of you ever met his parents?" When they all shook

their heads, he let out a long breath. "We need to meet them. I found a rare gene in him. If we run tests on his

parents, we may learn if it is hereditary. It could explain what makes him different."

"About that..." Miss Valois scratched the back of her head, clearly uneasy. The doctor's request troubled her

deeply because she knew it was impossible to bring Evan’s parents into this without drawing too much attention

and creating questions she was not ready to answer.

"Is there a problem?" the doctor asked, sensing her hesitation.

"Yes," Mr. Slade spoke up, his tone firm but calm. "We want to keep this away from his parents and the public.

There will be chaos if word gets out. Is there no way you can carry out whatever tests you need without involving

them?"

The doctor hesitated before nodding slowly. "I don’t know... it might take longer than expected, but if that is what

you want, we will do it your way."

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masking the storm inside her. She

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men following close behind. Fear,

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"Of course, Miss Valois," the doctor replied. "But you must warn the students to be careful, and | strongly suggest

increasing the number of security personnel to keep everyone safe."

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"Do you need help?" Mr. Slade asked as he walked beside her toward her car.

"Not really. | know where to get the help | need to solve this mystery," she replied. In her heart, she already knew

who to turn to—the Patriarch. it would only take him a few days to trace the hand behind Evan’s death.

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