He brushed his lips against hers, and she didn’t hesitate to open up to him. He kissed her like his life depended on it. His arms held her tight, like letting go would make her vanish right before his eyes.
He kissed her gently, deeply, with a kind of passion that wasn’t driven by lust. It was sothing else. Sothing real. He loved the way she responded, the way she gave herself to the mont. But still, he ended the kiss.
Renn pressed his lips to her forehead and held her close. They stayed that way for a while. Angela wasn’t feeling well, and this wasn’t the way to show he cared. Taking advantage of her now wouldn’t make him a better man or a supportive boyfriend.
"Should I bath you?" he asked, trying to calm the fire burning inside him. Who says no to a naked girl pressing her breasts against his chest? He could still feel the firmness of her nipples from the kiss. They were still the sa, and he could swear they were the hardest he had ever felt.
Renn wanted her. He wanted to touch her, kiss her, taste her. He loved breasts, and hers were everything he liked. Round, full, the size of oranges. They were perfect.
But no. He wasn’t going to do that. Not now. Not when Angela was like this. On a normal day, she wouldn’t give in so easily. She would have taunted him, shout at him, reminded him of every reason he didn’t deserve her.
But today, she said nothing. No teasing. No resistance. Just silence.
Such silence wasn’t normal.
She wasn’t acting like herself. Sothing was wrong. Maybe it was the pressure from whoever had been threatening her. Maybe it had finally gotten to her.
"Forgive . I never gave you peace when you needed it," Renn whispered. Still, she said nothing. No fight. No words.
"I asked if I should bath you?"
Angela slowly pulled away from his arms and stepped back, covering her chest with her hands. "No, I will do it myself."
He nodded and turned away without saying more.
As soon as he stepped out of the room, Renn leaned against the wall, breathing hard. He dropped both arms and rested his head on them, trying to calm the storm inside him. His wolf scread at him, furious, hungry, wild.
But he wouldn’t give in. He wouldn’t let that beast rule him.
This was better. He knew it was.
Still...
Renn sighed deeply. They had been so close. Too close. And sohow, he managed to walk away. His whole body still burned from it. Even his stomach ached just thinking about her.
"You did the right thing, Renn," he kept telling himself.
Renn went to the couch and waited. After six minutes, Angela ca out of the bathroom. She was dressed in her sportswear. He wasn’t expecting that. Not after everything that had happened. She needed rest, not a football match.
"I hope you’re not planning to go for the match," he said, watching her closely. She looked at him but said nothing, then turned back to the mirror. "It’s not good for you. I think you should rest."
Still, she said nothing. She picked up a comb from the table and started combing her hair like he wasn’t even there.
"I’m talking to you. Why are you quiet, babe?"
Angela turned to him, her face blank. "What makes you think you can talk to , huh?"
The words hit him. He had said them before. He couldn’t rember exactly when, but now she was throwing them back at him. Instead of getting angry, he laughed. She laughed too.
"You learn faster than I thought," he said.
"I don’t," Angela replied. "I’m the slowest learner you’ll ever et. Didn’t you notice during combat class?"
"I did. But if you put your mind to it, none of this is hard," Renn told her. "We should practice together."
"You and ?" Angela looked at him, almost amused. She had finished with her hair. "Bad combo. You barely keep your hands off . I can’t spend more ti with you. Why did you even stay back in the room?"
"Are you scared of what might happen if we spend more ti together?" he asked with a smile. His eyes never left her. Just looking at her now ward sothing inside him.
Angela shook her head. "We’re not doing this right now. I’m already in a bad mood." She picked up her boots and began putting them on. "This football match will help . I loved playing back in my previous school."
That caught his interest. He leaned forward on the couch, curious. "Why did you leave your forr school?"
Angela froze. She didn’t expect that question, even though she should have. But she wasn’t going to answer it.
Luckily for her, the door opened just then, and Kaito walked in.
Renn’s attention shifted imdiately, and Angela silently let out a breath of relief.
"How did it go?" he asked.
"Trust , Slade is an asshole," Kaito said as he walked to the couch and sat beside Renn. "One of these days, I’m going to kill him."
"I won’t be surprised. You two don’t get along," Renn replied.
"Well... he’s not the only reason I have a headache right now," Kaito rubbed his forehead, leaned back, and sighed as he stared at the ceiling. "I saw sothing strange. But we’ll talk about it later... I think we might have found the people who tried to kill Hiro."
"Did you?" Angela jumped, her fingers dropping the laces of her boot. She hadn’t even tied them yet, but the ntion of her mate’s attempted killers snapped her attention. She didn’t even realize how fast she reacted until the boys stared at her.
Their eyes were fixed on her. They looked confused, like they were trying to understand why she cared so much. She quickly realized she had almost blown her cover.
"Y-yes... but don’t you think you should rest today?" Kaito asked.
"No. I won’t miss the match," Angela said as she folded her arms. "It will help clear my mind."
"Then let’s get ready and head to the field. We’ll talk later," Kaito said, walking over to the wardrobe. "We need to act normal. We can’t afford to raise any suspicion."
Renn left with the others while Angela waited for Kaito to finish dressing. He didn’t take long. He wore his usual morning training outfit. A few minutes later, Alex joined them and they all headed to the field together.
They walked for fifteen minutes before they reached the large building. Angela couldn’t believe the size of it. Just standing outside, it looked like a stadium. From the entrance, she could already hear students yelling and cheering. So of the voices sounded different... not like the boys.
A small smile crept across her face as they walked in. She felt her fear quiet down for a mont. The energy of the crowd was just what she needed. But once she stepped inside, her jaw dropped.
She had expected to see a crowd, but not like this. And not the kind of people standing in front of her.
There were girls everywhere, about her age. They wore short white skirts with colorful sport shirts. So had their hair tied neatly while others let it fall freely on their shoulders. Beautiful cheerleaders were standing in a row, all glowing with confidence. It felt like she had stepped into a whole new world. She started to question if this was still the sa All Male Alpha Academy.
Alex leaned toward her and whispered, "It’s the Luna Girls Academy. They ca to watch our match. Now you really have to act like a boy, or they’ll see the similarities between you and them."
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