A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 44: Mate Number 3? Triple Problem!

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Evening had come. Angela was getting ready to head to the cafeteria when she heard a knock on the door. Kaito

had already gone out, so she wondered who it could be. She opened the door and her breath caught the moment

she saw who it was.

Taros.

If the word handswas a person, it would be him. No doubt. He stood there, looking effortlessly perfect, and

for a second, she just stared.

"Cin, Alpha Taros," she said, stepping aside.

"Is Kaito in?" he asked as he walked into the room. His eyes scanned around, then he nodded to himself. "I guess

he already left. | actually cto get you ready."

It took a second for Angela to remember their plans. The outing. She had not even told Kaito yet. And the

celebration in her house tonight—if she missed it, everyone would be asking questions.

"I have a house—"

"Party? That's exactly why I'm here," Taros said with a smile so charming it made her feel weak for a moment. He

really knew how to use that smile. "We'll go now, and I'll make sure you're back in tfor your party. What do

you say?"

Angela smiled, feeling her heart warm at how easily he solved her problem. "Nice idea. I'll get ready now."

"I'll wait outside," Taros said and headed for the door. She watched him walk out and couldn’t help but sigh. He

was such a gentleman. If only Kaito could learn a few things from him.

Angela quickly changed into a big black baggy trouser and an oversized shirt. She combed her hair, which had

grown longer than she expected. Maybe she’d trim it again soon. She grabbed a face cap and adjusted it

properly, then stood in front of the mirror for a final look.

She looked at her reflection and chuckled. There she was—beautiful and handsome, all at once. No wonder the

alphas couldnt handle her. They didn’t know she was a girl, but they still couldn't stop trying to break her. They

must be jealous. She looked too good to be just another boy in the Academy.

She laughed softly at the thought and rushed out of the room to meet Taros. Just the thought of spending time

with him made her chest flutter. She wished, even for a moment, that she could tell him the truth—that she was

a girl hiding in this world of boys.

But no. That was too dangerous. Her safety cfirst. And so, the secret would remain hers...at least for now.

Outside the dormitory, Angela stood quietly, waiting for Taros. Most of the students had already gone to the

cafeteria, and for that, she was thankful. The silence made everything easier. She could slip away without

drawing any attention. Things seemed to be working in her favor for once. But where was Taros? He had told her

he would be waiting outside, yet she couldn’t see him anywhere.

Just as she began to wonder if he had changed his mind, a white BMW pulled up in front of her. She narrowed her

eyes in confusion. Whose car was that? The first tthey met, back at the Academy gate, he had driven a

white Benz. This wasn’t the scar, so maybe it wasn’t him.

Angela tried to ignore the car and turned her face away, but then the window rolled down. Her eyes widened the

moment she saw the driver. It was Taros.

Her lips parted slightly, but no words cout. She just stared. He still wore the white shirt and black trousers

from earlier, but now he had added a white face cap. She, on the other hand, had on black. She didn’t know why,

but something about that made her cheeks flush with heat. It felt like they matched, like they were connected

somehow, and the thought made her heart race.

"Get into the car, or do you wantto copen the door for you like a girl?" Taros said, snapping her out of

her thoughts. His voice carried that teasing charm that always left her feeling both embarrassed and flattered.

"No, I'll cin," Angela said quickly, realizing she had been standing there like a statue. She opened the door

and got in. He didn’t start the car right away. He waited until she had buckled the seat belt, and then he drove

off.

At first, the speed was slow, almost relaxing. But as soon as they passed the Academy gate, he pressed harder

on the pedal, and the car picked up speed. Angela felt a rush of excitement. The way the wind brushed against

her face, the soft music playing from the car speakers, the speed of the ride, and the man beside her—it all felt

like a dream.

Taros didn’t say much. He just focused on the road, tapping along to the beat of the music. It gave her the

freedom to watch him without feeling shy. He looked completely at peace. There was something about him that

pulled her in.

She found herself staring at his face, tracing every detail with her eyes. His blue eyes were the most striking

thing she had ever seen. They held something powerful and beautiful. She felt like she could look at him all day

and never get tired.

"Why are you staring atlike that?" Taros suddenly said, and the car slowed to a stop in front of a building. His

voice was calm but laced with amusement. "You didn’t even pay attention to where we are. | thought you wanted

to see the town."

Angela blinked. She had no words. He had caught her, and she had no excuse to cover it up. All she could do was

sit there, heart pounding, and wonder what he was thinking now.

"Let’s go out. We've arrived at the popular market in Mistvale town," Taros said with a soft smile as he stepped

out of the car.

Angela nodded and followed him, stepping out as well. "Of course..." she muttered, trying to sound normal even

though she felt embarrassed. She knew she had acted strange back in the car. No matter how drawn she was to

him, she needed to stay in control. She had to stop letting her feelings show.

"Come, I'll show you around," Taros said, leading the way.

As they walked side by side, Angela took in the view. Mistvale looked even more beautiful than she had

imagined. When she first arrived in town, she had gone straight to the Academy and never got the chance to

explore. Now, seeing it like this, she felt a little regret. The market streets were alive and colorful, filled with

people moving about. The sounds of busy footsteps and the rumble of cars made the town feel full of life. It was

neat, easy to move around, and filled with warmth that made her feel at ease.

"It’s beautiful out here," Angela said softly, turning around slowly to admire it before catching up with him again.

They stopped in front of a jewelry store, and Taros stepped inside. She followed without saying much. He picked

up a wristband with a small tag that had the word "forever" written on it.

"Here," he said gently, holding it out to her.

Angela lifted her wrist, and he carefully tied it around her. His fingers brushed against her skin, and for a

moment, her heart skipped. Then his voice cagain, calm and thoughtful.

"You know, when | met you at the gate that day, | was confused. Something about you felt different. But as time

passed, | started to believe it wasn’t by chance. We were meant to meet."

Angela wanted to say something, but nothing cout. It was always like this with Taros. He had a way of

making her lose her voice, like her thoughts were too heavy to turn into words.

"Friends forever?" he asked as he finished tying the wristband.

"Sure," she replied with a soft smile. Wanting to do something for him too, she reached for another wristband

and gently slid it onto his wrist. When she looked down, her smile faded. Her heart dropped when she saw the

words written on it: "I love you."

She froze, then looked up at him. He was staring at the words too.

Angela’s chest tightened. She shut her eyes and silently cursed herself. Why hadn't she checked it first? Now he

was going to think she was weird or desperate. Worse, he might think she had feelings for him as a boy. What if

he thought she was trying to confess something she didn’t mean to?

"I'm sorry," she said in a quiet rush. "I didn’t read what was written on it... We can change it, | swear." She

reached for his wrist, wanting to take it off, but he gently held her hand.

"It’s okay," he said softly. "Letgo pay for them."

She watched him walk to the counter and pay. That was when the truth hit her hard. She had no money with her.

Not a single coin. Grace had taken everything from her the day she left home, and now, here she was, unable to

even pay for the gift she gave him. The shcrept over her slowly. She stood there, feeling helpless,

wondering if there would ever be a day when she wouldn't feel like a burden.

"Let's go. | have somewhere cool | want to show you," Taros said as he cback to where she stood.

Angela blinked in confusion, wondering what place he meant. She followed him anyway, curious and eager. He

led her into a gaming center. The place was alive with noise, lights, and excitement. There were different kinds of

games, sshe had never seen before. Though there was time, Angela only managed to try three of them, and

she didn’t even finish them. She gave up halfway through each one.

Taros, on the other hand, was good at everything. Every the picked up a game, he looked like he had done it

a thousand times. But her? She was terrible at it. She had never played games like these before. Back home,

there was nothing like this. Her hometown had been destroyed by war. Everything was still being rebuilt. They

had no space or energy for things like gaming centers.

Still, even if she was bad at it, Taros made the experience fun. He made her laugh so much she almost forgot

herself. She laughed like a boy would, letting it all out but still holding back just enough so no one would guess

she was hiding anything. It felt good to be free, even just for a while.

When they were done at the gaming center, Taros suggested they try sdrinks at a nearby werewolf bar. But

before they could enter, he stopped and started telling her something unexpected.

"There’s this woman who sells coffee just a few stores from here," he began with a grin. "One night, we came

here, and her daughter, who had a huge crush on Kaito, slipped her number onto the receipt. Her mom saw it

happen and thought Kaito asked for her number."

Angela’s interest doubled the moment she heard Kaito’s name. "So what happened?" she asked quickly. She

hardly knew anything about Kaito, and it was always hard to read him. She even wondered if this girl was the

sone he had called out to in his sleep.

"Do you really want to know?" Taros teased, laughing at her eager face.

She nodded, and without saying a word, he turned away from the bar and led her down another street. They

walked for a short while until they reached a small shop with a bold sign that read A smooth twith coffee.

Taros stopped walking.

"What are you doing?" Angela asked, confused.

He didn’t answer. He just smiled and walked straight into the store. She followed him, unsure what to expect. It

was a small, warm space, packed with customers.

The scent of fresh coffee filled the

air. Behind the counter was a young

blonde girl of average height. She

was moving quickly, tr ing fo tied

to everyqng, pte) looked

tiked until her eyes landed on Taros.

Then everything about her changed.

Her anxious face brightened, her

shoulders straightened, and a smile

spread across her lips like she had

just seen something or

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The blonde girl left the customers she was attending to and crushing toward Taros. But before she could get

to him, Angela noticed a fat woman storming out from behind the counter. Her face was red with anger as she

pointed and shouted, "Hey, you loser! You cback, didn’t you?"

"1 did!" Taros shouted back without a care in the world.

Angela was shocked. His words only made the woman more furious. She reached for the gun hanging on the wall

behind her. At that moment, a few men sitting in the corner stood up. Angela hoped they were going to stop the

woman, but they weren't. They were heading toward them.

Her heart raced as fear gripped her. She turned to Taros and whispered quickly, "Let's go." She couldn't

understand why they were still standing there. She didn’t like the blonde girl and didn’t get what the Alphas ever

saw in her. Maybe nothing. But maybe she was wrong.

The woman raised the gun and

pulled the trigger. Angela froze. Taros

stepped back just in tang, m

grabbed fes har Ach ran through

her body, not just because of fear.

The way he held her hand made

something stir deep inside her. She

was scared, but that one touch made

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"Run!" Taros laughed, and just then, another shot fired. The bullet missed them again. Angela didn’t think any of

it was funny, but as they raced out into the streets, dodging people and things while Taros did his best to keep

her close, she found herself smiling without meaning to.

They ran together through the busy streets. The men were chasing them, but Angela was sure the blonde girl's

mother had already given up. That was probably why she sent those men to do the chasing instead.

Taros laughed so hard it echoed down the street. When they turned into a narrow corner and squeezed

themselves into a small space to hide, the men ran past them without knowing.

Angela kept her eyes on Taros. The

space was too small to hold both of

them, yet they were pressed so glose

together she could sedi Risbreath.

TReRbodic touched, and the heat

from his skin made her heart beat

even faster. She wondered if he could

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Then suddenly, he turned and looked straight at her. He stopped moving. He just stared.

Angela felt her stomach twist with nerves. Her heart was in her throat. His blue eyes locked onto hers, and it felt

like she couldn’t breathe. He wasn’t even blinking.

"You..." Taros spoke softly, but his brows pulled together in confusion. "What are you?"

Angela didn’t know what to say.

"You smell just like my mate," he whispered, his voice full of doubt and something else. "Who are you?"