A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 265: Tell Them To Act like Men

"No way. | can not marry you," Angela stepped back with a frown. She didn’t understand why the moon goddess

would choose her of all people. The prophecy had already made many cafter her, seeking immortality. Now

she wondered if more would follow after this man who called himself the Patriarch. "I don’t know what you saw in

that prophecy, but there is nothing true about it."

"The prophecy was given by your grandmother. She made you very special, | must say," the Patriarch said with a

smirk. He stepped closer until he stood right before her. Lifting her chin with his cold fingers, he whispered,

"Many people, including I, thought it was a bluff. After all, who would give such power to a girl?"

"I don’t have what you are looking for," Angela snarled, pushing his hand away. There was nothing special about

a man who hid his face and his identity but claimed to be a great king. "Look, there have been a lot of

misunderstandings about the prophecy. We shouldn’t jump to conclusions that | can give you a child. Do you

even hear yourself?"

"I know | am not making a mistake, my dear."

"lI am not ready to marry anyone or make babies for them," she said sharply. "Go back and read the prophecy

again. Maybe you'll find something that actually helps you."

"You are not listening. | have been kind enough to you," the Patriarch said firmly. "We are getting married, dear. |

am not asking."

Angela felt disgusted by his words. How dare he make such a decision for her and try to force it on her? He might

be a king, but he wasn’t her king and he needed to remember that.

"Well, Mr. King, | am not going to marry you. It's over my dead body!" she shouted, pointing her finger at him. "I

have mates, and you are not one of them. It’s better you stay away from me, do you understand?"

It was so fast she didn’t even see it coming. A sharp, dirty slap landed on her cheek, throwing her off balance.

Her face burned, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

A deep growl cfrom the man in front of her. His anger filled the air, his voice trembling with fury. "You will go

upstairs and get ready. We are getting married tonight, little girl. It’s a command. No one is asking for your

opinion."

The guard quickly apologized on her behalf and helped her up. Without giving her a chance to speak, he dragged

her out of the throne room. Angela struggled against his grip, her voice shaking with rage. She stomped hard on

his foot, but he didn’t stop.

"You and your so-called king will letgo, do you hear me?" Angela cried out as she pulled herself free and

began to walk away. She didn’t know where she was going or what waited ahead. All she knew was that she had

to get out of this place, away from him, away from this nightmare.

"You won't sendback to a cell, right?" she asked as the guard caught up with her.

He said nothing at first, then added, "I will have to take you upstairs. You need to get ready for the wedding." His

voice was calm, but it felt like a lie in the cold hallway.

"lI am not marrying him, no matter what," Angela shouted, and her voice echoed off the stone. A few girls in

green and white silk turned to stare, their faces small and shocked. Their eyes burned into her like whispers of

shame, but she held her head high.

The guard pushed her into a room and locked the door. Inside there was a dress folded on a chair, a few pieces

of jewellery on a tray, and a bowl of warm water for a bath. Angela was not going to touch anything that

belonged to the castle. Every item felt like a chain.

Anger flared and she moved like a machine. She knocked the table over hard and grabbed the lamp where it sat.

Without thinking, she threw it onto the bed. The cloth caught fast and the flfed itself. Heat rose, and for the

first tshe did not try to stop it.

Something inside shifted. Her eyes went cold and bright. Her wolf ears shoot out in a fast transformation and the

chains on her wrists cracked like dry wood. Strength flowed through her in a way she had never known. Fear and

power mixed in her chest until she barely knew which was which.

There was a knock on the door and a voice asking if she was all right. Angela slammed her foot into the door and

it burst open. The girl who had knocked barely had tto run. When their eyes met, the girl screamed and the

alarm began.

Angela stood in the doorway, breathing hard, her hands trembling and her heart pounding like a drum. She knew

that what had cover her was more than anger. It was her wolf and something older waking inside. And it

would not go away until she make them pay for locking her like a slave.

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Bellezza stared at the road that led north, her hand tight around the phone as if the map could tell them more.

The thought of Angela taken had made Marcus sharp and restless. He had been waiting to meet her for so long.

"Where did we go wrong, brother? Do you think mother had something to do with the kidnapping?" she asked,

voice small but steady.

"I do not care if mother had a hand in it or not," Marcus said, his voice raw with anger. "She knew Angela was

taken and did nothing. She just watched it happen."

Bellezza opened the map and slid the phone across so he could see the pin. He hissed and turned his eyes back

to the road. "Sometimes she does not interfere with our choices," Bellezza tried to explain. "She thinks we must

learn. She cannot keep saving us all the time."

"You do not get it, Bellezza," Marcus snapped, bitterness cutting through him. "If you had a daughter, you would

understand." His worry made him fierce. Was Angela being fed there? Was she scared and locked away in that

man’s castle?

"I love your daughter like she is mine," Bellezza said, reaching to touch his hand. She had never been a mother

and maybe never would be, but Angela was hers in heart, and she had promised to keep her safe...to take care

of her.

Marcus let out a long breath and nodded once. "I may be a terrible father, but | am glad Angela has an aunt like

you. She is going to like you at the first meet."

Bellezza sank back into her seat and managed a small smile. Behind them, the two boys and girl who claimed to

be Angela’s friends shifted in their seats and she asked "what are your names?"

The blonde guy spoke first. "I am Stales., and he is Samuel," he turned right, pointing at the girl beside him. "She

is Seraphina."

"Nice names...," Bellezza started, but Marcus cut her off.

"Names do not matter if they could not protect my daughter," Marcus muttered as he urged the car faster. "They

are useless."

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"They deserve it," he said.

"No, brother. From what they told us, they were tricked by the principal. That woman has fooled many, and she is

good at it," Bellezza replied. "I do not blthe boys. They tried."

"So you expectto praise them?" Marcus asked, frowning as trees swallowed the path.

"No," Bellezza said softly. "I only ask you to have mercy, especially with their mates. They are hurting. Stop

tearing them down."

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