CHAPTER 91: TELL THAT TO KAITO.

Hiro covered his face with both hands. He didn’t want to look at her. Not even for a second. Angela felt like disappearing into the ground. She had been so foolish to think she had more time, that they wouldn’t find out so soon.

She had planned to tell them the truth before the full moon. That was the plan. But as always, the moon goddess had other ideas. She always did.

"I can explain," Angela whispered, her voice shaky as she squeezed her fingers one after another. Her legs wouldn’t stay still, bouncing with anxiety. "Please, I did it for a reason."

"Now I know why you’re being protected... you’ve got a lot of secrets," Hiro said, slowly lowering his hands from his face. His eyes were cold. "Did they send you to spy on us?"

Angela let out a tired breath. Here it comes—the questions, the suspicion. Did she really look like a spy? "Didn’t you read my thoughts?"

"I didn’t. You were just loud with them, and a few slipped into my head," Hiro replied, his voice dry. He wasn’t even focused when he found out the truth. The shock had stolen his attention. "Wait... are you trying to turn this around on me? Like I’m the one who should be angry?"

"No. I’m not," Angela said quickly. "Can you just... not say anything to anyone?" Her voice cracked with desperation, hoping he would just keep quiet.

Hiro’s eyes widened. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

"Don’t ask me for that," he said sharply, reaching into his pocket for his phone. A message from Kaito flashed on the screen—Bring Angel back to the dorms. Hiro’s grip tightened around the phone. "Does your Alpha know?"

Angela’s heart skipped a beat. Why would he ask that? The sound of Kaito’s name in this moment almost stopped her breath. She had planned to tell him soon. Maybe even tomorrow.

"No... but I’m planning to," she mumbled.

Hiro’s jaw clenched as he stared at her. The boy who wasn’t a boy. The girl who’d been lying to all of them.

"What the hell, Angela?" he said quietly, like the words were being forced out. "You’re telling me the one person who actually cared about you here... the one person who went against all of us just to keep you safe... doesn’t know the truth?"

Angela didn’t answer. She couldn’t.

"What about Taros?" he asked again.

She shook her head slowly.

Hiro turned his back for a second, but then faced her again. His face was full of disbelief, disappointment, and something like betrayal.

"If there’s anyone who would tear this school apart for you, it’s Kaito. He would fight us all just to protect you. And you’re standing here saying he doesn’t even know? Are you serious? You two sleep in the same room. How the hell does he not know?"

"He respects my space," Angela managed to say. She was grateful because he never forced her into anything or made her feel uncomfortable. That was what made all this hurt even more. It was tearing her apart from the inside.

"And what did you do in return?" Hiro asked, both hands buried deep in his pockets. He looked away for a moment like he was trying to collect himself. He didn’t even know what else to say to her. If he could feel this disappointed, he couldn’t imagine how Kaito would react when he finally found out the truth. "You should tell him the truth. Wait... why do I even care about you?"

"I am planning to. It’s not easy," Angela said, rubbing her neck as her nerves tightened. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. Nothing would calm her down until she finally let it all out. She was tired of hiding.

"Don’t plan anything, Angel. Tell him tonight if you don’t want to see him mad," Hiro said firmly. "It’s better he finds out from you."

"If I—"

"Don’t be selfish," he cut in, already heading out of the class.

Angela followed him closely, her heart pounding hard in her chest. She couldn’t tell if he was mad at her or not. Would he report her? She had Principal Valois’ support, but not the other staff. If this secret got out, she wouldn’t be safe. She had to protect it no matter what.

"I am not being selfish," she said, her voice shaking. "I have my reasons for keeping it hidden from everyone."

"Then maybe you should go and explain that to Kaito," Hiro replied without looking back as he walked toward the West House.

He didn’t want to think about it, but he couldn’t push it away. A few minutes ago, he kissed her... and now he couldn’t stop thinking about it. She wasn’t a boy. She was a girl. And he had kissed her thinking she was a boy.

Angela would never forget that kiss.

And now he was scared she might believe he was gay, even though he wasn’t. Why was that even on his mind right now?

Everything was messed up.

"You are really helping me out," she said to him quietly.

"Who told you I want to help you?" Hiro snapped, turning so fast that she almost bumped into him. She stopped just in time, their faces nearly brushing. Her heart jumped in her chest.

Angela didn’t answer his question. This wasn’t the time to argue with him or start something that would only make things worse. She just needed a way to come clean to Kaito and Renn. The thought alone made her feel sick. Cold shivers ran through her body like a warning.

"Please, can you tell no one about this?" she asked softly as he turned and kept walking. He didn’t say a word, not even a glance at her. They walked in silence until they reached the West House gate. There, he stopped and turned to her.

"Make sure you tell him the truth tonight. You’ll thank me later," Hiro said with a calm voice, but his eyes were serious.

Angela froze. She was too scared to go in. She thought he might still tell someone. Maybe he would expose her. She could see it all falling apart. But why would he do that? Why would someone who was willing to go through all that for her—someone who was even ready to be seen as something he was not—for her sake, suddenly turn against her?

"You may go," he added quietly.

Angela nodded, but she didn’t walk away immediately. She stood there, waiting, hoping he would say something about her secret again. Hoping he would promise not to tell. But he didn’t. He looked away like she wasn’t even there.

She slowly began to walk away.

Hiro stared at her. From behind, she still looked just like one of the boys. She blended in so well it was hard to tell. But he knew. He knew now. And when he remembered the kiss they shared, a small smile touched his lips.

Then he called out to her.

She turned around slowly, unsure what he was about to say.

"Good luck with Kaito," he said.

She nodded once, her eyes holding his for a second longer, then turned and walked away.

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