CHAPTER 95: OUT WITH ALPHA TAROS.

The whole day went into reading and training in the gym. Alex and Stales had been teaching her ways to improve her combat skills. They said she was learning fast, but she didn’t see it that way.

By the time she was done at the gym in the evening, Angela realized she had nowhere to go. Kaito had kicked her out yesterday.

She thought of staying back in the class, but Alex suggested she stay at his place for the time being until the problem was sorted out.

Even though staying in a room with three boys was risky, she accepted. It was still better than staying in the class when Evan was freely roaming around. She still didn’t understand why she didn’t punch him three times over earlier that day.

"You need to see his eyes, Angel," Stales said eagerly, wanting to be the one to tell her the story. She decided to listen. Even Alex, who was with him at the time it happened, kept quiet just to hear his version. "I thought Alpha Taros had the bluest eyes I had ever seen, but last night, his became..."

"Are you admiring those evil eyes of Evan?" Alex cut in, and Stales quickly shook his head.

"So why would you compare them to Taros’s natural eyes? It doesn’t make sense," Alex added.

"I was only making a comparison... nothing serious," Stales replied before suddenly remembering something. He turned to Angela. "When are you planning to tell Taros? He doesn’t have to find out the same way the others did. You can still change that now."

"I already texted him. I told him we needed to talk, and he said this evening was fine," Angela answered as they walked into the dorms. The sight reminded her of her roommate. The thought stung. Someone who used to go looking for her if she stayed out too long now didn’t even care to check on her. And it was all her fault.

"He’s always been a cool guy. I just hope he doesn’t react like Kaito. It’s better if he takes it like Renn did," Stales said with a wink.

"He has every right to react how he wants. Taros and Kaito were the ones who stood by her when she first came to the Academy. I knew they’d give her a hard time when they learned the truth," Alex said. "But whatever happens, they’ll come around. It’s just a phase."

Angela nodded as they stepped into Alex’s room. It was nicer than she had expected, but still nothing like the comfort she had in Kaito’s room. He lived like royalty upstairs.

"I will go and get your clothes and the things you need for now from upstairs," Alex told her. There were three beds in the room, but Alex’s bed seemed different and his space was wider. Maybe it was because he was Kaito’s beta, and that gave him some extra favor.

He came back with some of her clothes and items like her toothbrush, soap, and a few other things.

"Was Kaito in the room?" Angela asked, a small hope in her voice that he would say yes.

"No, he’s not in," Alex replied, making her face fall. He added, "His classes start tomorrow, so he’s preparing for them."

"Is he going to be our instructor too?" Stales asked.

Before anyone could answer, Angela’s phone buzzed with a text from Taros saying they would be going out tonight. She didn’t know why, but the message made her smile. Since Alex’s other two roommates were not around, she went into the bathroom for a bath.

When she came out, dressed and ready, Stales looked her over.

"You’re wearing all black like your alpha... just the way he does," he said.

"Really?" Angela asked, glancing at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a black shirt with matching trousers.

"Yes," Stales confirmed.

"Don’t mind him," Alex said, shaking his head. He walked over to her, picked a strand of hair that had fallen into her face, and tucked it behind her ear. "Your hair is getting long."

"I was going to cut it this week before all the drama started," she sighed, looking at the mirror.

"No, don’t," Alex told her. "I’ll get you a skull cap or a wig so you won’t have to cut it."

"I like his suggestion," Stales said, leaning against the wall by the window. He glanced outside and smirked. "Your king is here, Princess. He’s waiting for you in his white BMW."

Angela chuckled, picked her phone from the bed, and walked to the door. She turned to thank them.

"Make sure you tell him about it, okay?" Alex said. "It’s the only way out."

"Make sure you get him happy first before—" Stales stopped mid-sentence when Alex shot him a sharp look. "Fine, dear. Take care."

Angela couldn’t help laughing. These two were something else. She left the room and in no time was at the gate. The white sports car waiting there was his—she didn’t need anyone to tell her. She got in, and when she saw him, her jaw dropped.

Taros always knew what to wear and how to wear it to catch the attention of the opposite sex. If Angela hadn’t known him, she would have thought he was a model. His white hair was neatly trimmed, and she liked the style he had this week.

"Good evening, Angel," Taros said, looking straight at her. She just stared into his blue eyes, lost in them and unsure if she would ever return to herself.

He had to touch her before she snapped out of it.

"I’m sorry," Angela said quickly, feeling embarrassed. Yes, he was damn handsome, but that didn’t mean she should act like a fool around him. That could scare him.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"Y-yes," she replied, and then he flashed her a smile. Angela felt her heart melt. That smile could probably get a girl pregnant—did he even know that?

"Okay then," Taros started the car and drove off. They talked briefly about the Academy and their studies on the way.

She tried to compose herself, but every now and then she stole glances at him. He, on the other hand, kept her entertained with easy conversation and music.

The car came to a sudden stop, and Angela hadn’t realized they’d already arrived. She tried to get out, but the door was locked. Before she could ask him to unlock it, he got out of the car.

Her brows furrowed. What the hell was her mate doing?

Then she saw him walking to her side, and it clicked. A smile spread across her face as he opened her door and said, "Welcome."

She stepped out and looked around. The place was peaceful and quiet, with a large tree standing beside where they had parked.

Taros went to the boot, and she followed him. He pulled out a basket, a mat, and a white cloth.

"Let me help you," she said, taking the mat from him. She walked to the front of the car and stopped, stunned by the view. They were on a hilltop where the whole town stretched out beneath them. It was beautiful, the kind of sight she knew she would love.

They spread the mat on the ground, covering it with the white cloth. Angela sat while he brought out the rest of the items. The lamps were placed in the middle, surrounded by food and drinks.

"Hope this night goes well for us," Taros said before sitting opposite her.