A Beauty In An All-Male Alpha Academy-Chapter 307: The Love story.

The shopping ended faster than she thought. Angela’s mind was restless the whole time. She had called both Taros and Kaito, but neither of them answered. A strange feeling settled in her chest. Something was wrong. No matter how much she tried to push it away, her heart kept whispering the same thing—something bad had happened to Eliza.

"You seem restless. Are you alright?" Bellezza asked as they sat down in the restaurant inside the mall.

"I’m fine, aunt," Angela said with a small smile that faded too quickly. She tried to stay calm, but worry was eating her up. What if her instincts were right about the boys? What if they had done something terrible?

"You called me aunt," Bellezza said softly, her eyes lighting up. She put her arm around Angela and kissed her forehead. "I’ve waited so long to hear that. Thank you, my love."

Angela didn’t expect such a reaction over one word. She wondered if Marcus would feel the same if she ever called him father. But she wasn’t ready for that. He had to prove that he was different from Grace, that he deserved that place in her heart before she could ever give him that title.

"Do you know what would happen if Eliza is hurt?" Angela asked suddenly, changing the topic. Her eyes searched for Marcus. He had gone to get her ice cream. Stales and the girls were still shopping, and Renn had stepped aside to make a call, saying it was urgent.

"It wouldn’t be good," Bellezza said after a moment, avoiding her gaze. "Didn’t your father tell you?"

"He didn’t say much. I asked if Eliza was special, but he only said she used to be one of his brother’s lovers."

Bellezza sighed and ran her hand through her hair. "That’s it, dear. A love story that was ruined before it even began."

"Why?" Angela asked curiously. From the look on her aunt’s face, it was clear she was hiding something—something important.

"Okay," Bellezza said softly, looking around. There was no sign of Marcus...only people moving about, busy with their shopping. She leaned closer and spoke in a low tone. "Eliza worked for Marcus a long time ago as one of his servants. She fell in love with him but..."

"What?" Angela’s eyes widened in shock. Her father never told her that. Why would he hide something like this from her?

"Shhh," Bellezza hushed her, placing a finger on her lips. She glanced around again before continuing. "But unfortunately, your father loved another woman. He never loved Eliza. The only one he ever loved was your mother."

Angela’s heart softened. Even though she never saw it with her own eyes, hearing that her parents had shared such a beautiful love warmed her. From all the stories she had heard, their love was rare and deep—one that had left Marcus unable to love again after her mother’s death.

"It didn’t sit well with Eliza," Bellezza went on, smiling faintly as if she was lost in the memory. "But she had no choice but to accept it. My younger brother, Taylor, was madly in love with her too, though she never returned his feelings." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Younger brother?" Angela asked, surprised.

"Yes. He’s older than Marcus but younger than me," Bellezza said proudly, lifting her chin a little. "There was a war between my brothers because of Eliza. Marcus eventually dismissed her from the house, but she promised to change her ways and he accepted her back."

"I see..." Angela nodded, biting her lower lip. This was more than she had imagined. A war between brothers because of a woman? It sounded foolish to her. Her mates would never go that far. They always chose peace over chaos.

"It’s not the same in your case, if that’s what you’re thinking," Bellezza said quickly. "Yours is different. You love all your mates, but in this story, Eliza loved only Marcus. And Marcus wasn’t her mate."

"Okay," Angela said slowly. "So what happened after that?"

"I don’t really know everything," Bellezza admitted, glancing around to make sure Marcus wasn’t close. She knew he didn’t want his daughter to hear this story yet, but she couldn’t help it. "Eliza eventually started dating Taylor. Two years later, she gave birth to the first grandchildren of the Malynster family. It was shocking because Malynsters rarely have children. That’s why there are only two grandchildren in our family at the moment."

Angela’s eyes widened. "Wait... the guy that saved me from the castle—he’s Eliza’s son?"

"Yes," Bellezza whispered. "They were twins, actually, but we lost the girl..." She paused, lowering her voice as she noticed Marcus walking toward them with the others. "Your father was accused of being behind it. Eliza swore it was him."

"What?" Angela almost shouted. Her body went cold as she turned to see her father approaching. A chill ran down her spine, and her heart pounded.

"But I didn’t believe her," Bellezza said, shaking her head firmly. There was no time to ask more questions because Marcus was already walking toward them. She quickly stood up and took one of the ice cream cups from his hand with a smile. "Thank you, brother, for being such a gentleman."

"Oh please, Bellezza," Marcus rolled his eyes lightly and sat beside his daughter. "Here, this is for you," he said, placing another cup in front of Angela.

"Thank you," Angela said softly, forcing a small smile as she accepted it.

Marcus studied her face carefully. "What were you two talking about?" he asked, his voice calm but his eyes sharp.

Angela swallowed hard, unsure of what to say. Her eyes darted toward her aunt, who was already busy eating her ice cream, pretending not to notice anything. She gave her a quick shake of the head, warning her not to say a word.

"Nothing," Angela said, shrugging a little. She gripped her cup tightly, staring down at the melting ice cream. She didn’t want to think about what Bellezza had just told her. Could it really be true? Did her father... do it?

"Have you called your mates?" Marcus asked next, changing the subject.

"I did," she nodded. "But they didn’t pick up. Maybe they’re busy."

"Whatever it is they’re doing," he said with a quiet sigh, "I hope they remember to bring Eliza by evening." He reached out gently, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "The only reason I’m giving them this chance is because of you. If Taylor finds out, I don’t know how angry he’ll get. I don’t want another war...not while you’re here with me."

Angela’s chest tightened at his words. She couldn’t tell if it was love or fear that filled her heart at that moment.

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