A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 205: A Talk With Mr. Slade.

His laugh echoed through the pit as if Kaito’s words were skind of joke. Mr. Slade tried to stand but his legs

gave out, the weight of the chains dragging him down until he collapsed again, the clinking sound filling the

silence.

"It sounds funny to you now, doesn't it?" Kaito asked, his brows lifting as he studied him. He had tried for more

than a week to get the man to talk but not a single useful word had slipped from his mouth.

"You are not expecting an answer from me, are you?" Mr. Slade muttered, his tired eyes fixed on the student

standing before him. "It has been weeks since you threwin this hell. The school authorities will find out

soon... they must have already started searching."

"What investigation?" Kaito asked, dragging a chair closer before sitting down with his legs crossed like he had

all the tin the world.

"Principal Valois should be investigating my disappearance by now. You were the last person | spoke to, so you

will be questioned and arrested."

"Wait... do you think | am a fool? Do you think | am a child?" Kaito’s voice sharpened with disbelief. "I am twenty

one, don't forget, the alpha of the largest pack. If | want something done, | make sure it is clean. Just so you

know, no one is looking for you."

"What do you mean by that?" Mr. Slade’s voice cracked with shock. He wanted to believe Kaito was only taunting

him. "I am a staff of this academy. If | disappear, they will look for me. | am sure of it."

Kaito gave a low chuckle as he leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. He closed the distance between

them so the man could see how serious he was. "You vanished right after our last talk. The school news already

reported that Mr. Slade quit his job due to stress and walked away from the academy. Do you know what your

colleagues felt? Anger. They think you should have spoken to them if you had a problem. You said nothing, so

they let you go."

"But | never told anyone | was sick or stressed," Mr. Slade snapped, his voice trembling with anger.

"Yes, you didn’t. Maybe | dropped a few drugs in your office to make them believe you were unwell and needed

taway from the academy," Kaito said with a mischievous smile that sent cold shivers down his spine. He

knew the man was burning with rage and if given the chance, Mr. Slade would stab him again and again without

hesitation. "Trust me, no one is looking for you. Principal Valois is angry that you left without a letter because it

was unprofessional."

"You bloody—"

"You won't callthat," Kaito cut him off, pointing at him with his finger, his eyes glowing faintly. Mr. Slade

clenched his jaw and stopped, though his eyes showed he had words biting at his tongue. "Forget about them

finding you or worrying about your disappearance. No one gives a damn because you are nothing to them. Even

Dr. Dylan, the man you worked for, does not care that you are gone, so why are you still loyal? What are you

holding on to?"

Mr. Slade turned his face away, refusing to answer. "Maybe you should try playing the good cop because this bad

cop doesn’t suit you."

Kaito's lips twisted with a bitter chuckle, not because of the joke but because of the insult. "You think I'm playing

scop ghere?"

Mr. Slade nodded and even laughed. "Yes. | never thought Id find you funny one day, but here we are. Life is

silly."

"I'll show you what's funny." Kaito stood and walked to the table hidden in the shadows. He reached into a bag

and pulled out a small leather purse that held his tools. He had not wanted to use them on Mr. Slade, but things

were not going as he planned.

He placed the purse on the chair, and Mr. Slade’s eyes followed every move he made. Kaito pulled out a sharp

pair of scissors, the metal catching a faint glimmer of light. He smiled as he stared at it. "This one is my

favourite. Did you know that?"

"No... no, no," Mr. Slade stammered, pressing himself against the wall as much as the chains allowed. His body

trembled, and fear cracked through his voice. "I can’t afford that, not with my health condition."

"Do | look like | care?" Kaito asked, frowning as he bent and caught the man’s toes in his hand even while Mr.

Slade tried to jerk him away. Kaito did not answer the shouting. He brought the scissors close to the first toe,

watching the man’s face as if he were studying a book.

Mr. Slade’s voice broke into a frantic plea. "Wait, Kaito, please."

Kaito paused for a beat as the metal edge hovered, then closed the scissors and cut into the skin. Mr. Slade

screamed, a raw, terrible sound that shook the stone around them. The pain made his whole body flinch but

Kaito let him hang there, breathing the burn of it in.

Blood welled and ran over the toe but the cut was not deep enough to take it off. Kaito let go and the red pooled

on the floor. He leaned in, calm and cold. "If you do not tellthe truth in the next five minutes, you will not

have a foot to walk on," he said, voice flat and final.

Mr. Slade tried to reach down to hold the wound but the chains stopped him. Teeth clenched, muscles trembling,

he felt the world narrow to the pain and to the heavy press of fear in his chest. Tears leaked from the corner of

his eyes and mixed with the sweat on his skin as he rasped, "I will talk. | will tell you."

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brows and crouched until he was

level with the trapped man, his hand

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p misaotware come. He let a

spark run along his fingers and then

into the metal. Electricity crawled into

the links and shot a white hot line up

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snapped back and his brain blanked

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"Do you want to talk now?" Kaito asked, gentle for the first time, as if kindness might be another kind of knife.

"Who is Dr. Dylan?"

"He is my brother," Mr. Slade managed, voice thin and small. The nfelt like a stone falling.

Kaito blinked, surprised, but pushed that aside and asked what mattered. "Why is he after my mate?"

"For her blood," Mr. Slade whispered, each word a step toward the edge. "He wants her blood."

Kaito’s confusion cquick and raw. He could not wrap his head around the idea that anyone would want

Angela’s blood. "Why would he want her blood?" he said, anger and fear tangled in the question.

Mr. Slade’s eyes went wide with something like dread and something like defeat. He swallowed and said the

thing that made the room tilt. "Because of the prophecy. It says she has the blood of immortality. Anyone who

tastes it will live forever."

Kaito felt his jaw drop as if a hand

had struck him. The words sat heavy

and ugly in the pit. Mr. Slade laughed

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