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 ndoesn’t ring a bell," Angela said with a frown. She had never heard that nbefore, 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

sway as the one beside her—sdark uniform, sexpressionless 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 tto study the place.

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

"That's bad. If you had told me, | 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 believewhen | said I'd give you a gift, right?"

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

hanging from his belt.

"I may look poor at the moment, but trust me, | 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 finding her words

amusing. "Is it two hundred million dollars you want?"

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

"Tell me, is it the world you want? | 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 make you invisible."

"You started with your lies again," Mighty-Storm sighed from inside her, her voice calm but tired.

Ignoring her wolf, Angela kept talking. "If we escaped from here together, I'll make sure you get whatever you—"

She didn’t finish before the door opened and the guard pushed her forward. Angela clenched her jaw as she

almost lost her balance. Stupid guard. If she ever made it out of this place, she would cback for him.

"Your Highness, the Luna," the guard said, bowing slightly. Angela looked around and realized 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

two thrones but only one was occupied.

"| feel her presence," a 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 face completely.

Cold chills ran down Angela’s spine. That sdark aura she had felt when she was captured surrounded her

again. It was thick, suffocating, like shadows closing in.

"Princess Angela... can you cforward?" the man said with a low chuckle.

She 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 chere for vengeance, she would tell them not to spare him.

The guard held her arm, but she jerked it away. Chains still hung from her wrists, cold and heavy. If not for them,

she would have given him a slap he'd never forget.

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

"Who are you? How dare you bringhere without my will?"

"You sound just like the rumours," the figure said, sitting back on the throne. He leaned against it and said, "I am

the Patriarch. King of all."

Angela burst into laughter the moment he spoke. She knew she should be afraid, but fear refused to show on her

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

she pointed at the guard beside her.

"You should watch what you say," the Patriarch told her calmly. He didn’t look offended, and that made her even

more uneasy. He looked like the kind of man who could smile while doing something evil.

"No, | think you should watch what you do," Angela shot back. "You kidnappedand broughthere against

my will, and you call yourself a king. Is that how kings behave?"

The room went silent. The guard moved forward slightly but stopped halfway, like he wanted to warn her to stop

talking.

"You are the Luna, and you have something that | want so much," the Patriarch said quietly, ignoring her anger.

"And what is that? My mates?" Angela laughed. "Are you gay? You want my mates, right? Well, | don’t blyou.

Those boys are too handsfor anyone not to notice, especially Taros. | won’t—"

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Maybe she did but how sure was he that it would work on him?

"I- am confused. It’s a pity you're dying, even as the great king, but | can’t help you," Angela said shakily,

stepping back. "I am sorry. You should find someone else."

"The prophecy said you have the power," he said firmly. "The wise men toldyou are the one who could help

me."

"How?" Angela shouted in frustration.

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