h4Chapter 122: Speaking Of Enemies..../h4

    "She is not going anywhere with you," Kaito said with a calm smile, his eyes sharp. He knew exactly what he was doing and enjoyed watching his brothers react.

    "Who are you to decide for her?" Hiro growled, his eyes glowing as his lips curled back to reveal his fangs. His anger burned through his control.

    "Hey, what did I say about fighting each other?" Ang’s voice cut through them. Her brows furrowed as she looked at them with disappointment. "Do you want to scare me away?"

    "N-no..." Hiro quickly pulled himself back, his voice breaking as regret filled his eyes. Ang gave him a small nod before turning toward the stairs. To her surprise, her friends were standing there, Stales and Alex, silent and watching. They hadn’t even told her they were around, which meant they had seen everything from the start. The thought made her sigh deeply.

    She turned back to the boys and said gently but firmly, "I’ll go with my friends. They’ve been waiting long enough."

    The brothers didn’t move, their eyes shifting toward Alex and Stales instead. The shame was clear on their faces. They must have felt embarrassed, knowing their childish argument had been witnessed by their juniors.

    "You can leave now. I’ll see you all in the evening," Ang told them, then turned away and stepped into her room. She grabbed her towel and slipped into the bathroom, her chest heavy with frustration. If they kept acting this way, she was certain she would lose her mind.

    She rushed through her bath, dressed inside the bathroom, and came out only to find Alex and Stales waiting for her. For a moment she froze, surprised that they had stayed behind.

    "They left, including Alpha Kaito," Alex said softly. He was holding the bunch of flowers Renn had given her, his expression a little uncertain. "They really meant well. The gifts... they weren’t what I expected."

    "The alphas are from rich families, of course the gifts would be like this," Stales muttered, his eyes locked on the diamond ne lying on the bed. His fingers twitched as though he wanted to touch it, but he held himself back. He had never seen such a thing in his life, and now oney glittering before him, almost unreal.

    "Forget the gifts. I’m tired," Ang sighed as she sat down on the couch, pulling on her sneakers. "If they keep this up, they’ll drive me crazy before the term ends."

    "That’s true," Alex agreed, his gaze shifting to her face. "What happened out there... it surprised me. I didn’t expect to see that kind of drama from them."

    "They don’t want to share you, and I don’t me them," Stales said with a shrug, his tone casual but his words sharp. "You’re too beautiful for any man to want to share. If I were them, I would have killed a lot by now."

    "Stales!" both Alex and Ang eximed at once, their voices rising in shock. Why would he say something so cruel, as if it was the simplest truth in the world?

    "I’m being serious," Stales replied, lifting his bag from the couch and slinging it over his shoulder. "But don’t worry, I’m on your side, so I’d never support that. Honestly, it’s kind of cool having four handsome alphas fighting over you. I only wish I had four girls fighting for me back at the Luna school."

    "Seriously?" Ang rolled her eyes, her frustration mixing with disbelief at his sudden change of mood. She grabbed her bag and walked to the door. "Let’s go."

    "The alphas fighting each other is not a good thing," Alex said quietly as he waited for them to step outside. He locked the door behind them and handed Ang the key.

    "They should just tear each other apart, then the strongest alpha gets our girl," Stalesughed, his tone yful this time. The sound made Ang and Alexugh too, though only for a moment. Theughter faded when Alex’s face turned serious again.

    "If they keep fighting like this, the authorities will eventually find out the truth," Alex said in a low voice as they started down the stairs. "They’ll realize Ang is a girl, and then she’ll be punished. You know how many enemies she already has. If her identity is exposed, they will alle for her."

    A chill spread through Ang’s body. Alex was right. If the boys didn’t stop fighting, her secret would not survive. Her entire disguise, her ce in the academy, everything would fall apart, and the danger would be unbearable.

    "Speaking of enemies, any news of Evan?" she asked, her voice uneasy. Both Alex and Stales shook their heads.

    "I’m still worried about him," Ang whispered. "Where has he gone? Was this only some obsession, or did someone put him up to it?"

    "Kaito thinks it’s the third one," Alex answered, his tone heavy with meaning.

    "I go with that as well," Stales added. "What we saw that night was scary. I think we should go to the library after ss and look through the books about creatures. Maybe we can find out what Evan is."

    "I don’t feel like going there," Ang told him as they reached Stales’ ss. "I don’t think it has enough information. It feels like the things we really need to know are kept away from us."

    "You can’t just conclude that because you couldn’t find the prophecy," Alex said. "Yes, the information is limited, but it’s not hidden on purpose. That’s how it is everywhere."

    "If you say so," Ang gave in softly. She turned to Stales, who was already at the door of his ss. "Have a nice day, buddy."

    "You too, birthday girl. If you want to spend time with any of the Alphas, wait until sses are over today," Stales teased, winking before stepping inside.

    Ang sighed and shook her head. "He is something else."

    "No, I think you are," Alex said as they continued down the corridor.

    "What do you mean?"

    "You spent the night with Renn?"

    Ang froze. Her throat went dry as she looked away. Kaito had twisted things, and now everyone thought she really stayed in Renn’s room. "Not that. I... I didn’t..."

    "I’m not judging you. I’m just surprised," Alex said gently. "You seem happy... I’m d for you."

    "Thank you," Ang whispered.

    They entered the ss, but before she could sit down, the door opened. The teacher walked in with Mr. de, whose eyes locked straight on her.

    Her heart began to race, pounding so loud she could hear it in her ears.

    "Angel, you’ve been called to the principal’s office," Mr. de said.

    Her chest tightened. Why was the principal calling her? Why only her? Was Miss Valois going to punish her for breaking Academy rules? Or... was this about those visitors she had mentioned—the sponsors?