Sophia's POV.
The silence in the hallway scared me more. I stood frozen, staring at the note in my shaky hands, my heart racing. Whoever it was, they wrote like the meant war.
I felt a chill down my spin as I looked down the empty hallway, my heart raced even faster. I looked back into my room, the window was slightly open, allowing cold breeze that did nothing to calm my nerves. I closed it swiftly, double checking the lock, but deep down, I knew I couldn't keep out whatever it was.
I put the note in my pocket as I gathered courage , and walked down the hallway . I knew u couldn't stay in my room forever. I needed to get to the bottom of this, but my thoughts couldn't leave the note. Who would want to hurt me? And why now?.
I passed a lot of closed doors, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being watched. I had learned lomh ago that trust was something I couldn't afford especially in places like this . But what about Xavier? He saved me when things almost got out of hand. Could I trust him?.
I shook my head , trying to clear my head. There was no time for distractions. Why did the hall seem longer or was I just being paranoid?.
A sudden moment caught my eye, I froze. At the far end of the hall, a figure stepped out of the shadows. This face was hidden, but the body, the body was familiar. A tall man, his posture firm. His eyes locked into mine. The figure then gave a wide smirk.
"You're not as invisible as you think, Sophia," the figure said. "You've made your presence known"
I couldnt see his face clearly, but something about his voice made me shiver. I immediately took a step back, my own body still in fear.
The figure took another step forwards, his smirk widening.
"You've caused quite a stir. But that doenst matter now. What matters is what comes next."
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice barely about a whisper.
"Someone who knows your secrets Sophia. And someone who can make them all disappear".
Before I could react, he stepped back into the shadows, I couldn't see him anymore. My heart raced more in my chest, my mind asking series of questions that I couldnt answer. Who was that? Why has he come for me?"
I looked around, the hall was empty like nothing had happened. I was alone, no one to witness what I just experienced.
I rushed back to my room, shutting the door behind me. I pressed my back against it, sliding down till I was sitting on the floor.
"Get a grip Sophia, you've been through worse" I told myself.
But the truth was, this was different. There was something about tonight, something about that figure that made me uncomfortable. It felt like the beginning of something more dangerous.
I pulled my knees to my chest, my mind filled with possibilities and questions. Was thus connected to Miranda? Was she behind all of this? Or was it someone else entirely, someone who had been watching me long before i entered this institution?.
I couldn't afford to be paranoid, not now. Bit I couldn't ignore the feeling that the walls were closing in on me. I had an enemy, maybe not one even, maybe two, or three, or a whole gang. But how far were they willing to go to hurt me, how far?, or what happens if they join forces, what will become of me then? What do I do then.
Just then, I heard a knock at the door again.
My heard skipped a beat this time. This time, I didn't think about it, I just rose up, pressing my back against the wall like it could protect me from whatever was going to happen.
"Wh..who is it?" I called out, my voice shaky
There was no answer. There was another knock again, but this time louder. I tried to remain calm as my shaky hands reached for the doorknob.
When I opened it, no one was there. But there was another note, lying on the ground. My heart raced as I bent down to pick it up. The words were written in the same red ink as before.
"You're not safe Sophia, watch your step"
This wasn't a threat anymore, it was a warning. And I had no idea who or what was out for me or what they were planning next.
But one thing was sure. My life had this institution had just taken a dark turn, and there was no going back now!.
Sophia’s POV I could only notice the vivid scent of ink and old books in the library. I could seee shelves as high as they could possibly be above me. They were filled with books as old as the Moon Goddess. I put my hands on the rough surface of the wood, but my head still felt troubled and uncomfortable from all the events that had happened that day.I won. I proved myself. But still, something dawned on me, it was a whisper, a glimpse of unease, and it just wouldn't leave me alone. It wouldn't let me have the moment. Miranda had been expelled, but I knew her too well, well enough to know and understand that this wasn't the end of it; it was far from it, in fact. It was just the beginning I tried my best not to think of it. Instead, I focused on my reason for being here.The dream I had last night still scared me, it still lived in my mind.It wasn’t just a nightmare, it felt like a vision. I saw wolves clashing and fighting in a vicious battle; blood filled most ppartsof the
Sophia’s POV** The dream felt too real.Wolves clashed beneath the full moon, their skin was filled with blood, their howls carrying sorrow and pain. But in this chaos, I saw him, Xavier. His golden eyes burning as he fought an enemy, one I couldn't see. Then, Alpha Baron appeared, his big form slamming into Xavier. Their battle was brutal, their power shaking the earth.I stood in the middle of it all, frozen, a whisper of a name filled my ear."Luna."I jolted awake, gasping, my skin was filled with sweat. My heart kept pounding against my rib, my fingers holding tightly the thin sheets of my bed. The dream had felt too real, as if I had be standing in the battlefield I wasn't meant to see.The word still echoed in my mind."Luna."I had never shifted. I had never even felt the stirrings of a wolf inside me. Zo why did that word, Luna feel like a missing piece that brought it all together?I pushed the covers aside, my breath still shaky as I moved over to the edge of the bed
Sophia’s POV I woke up with my body aching. My dream was a blur of shadows and whispers, but one thing stood out, the vision of the wolf battle. Xavier and Alpha Baron, their massive forms clashing under a blood-red moon. The image wouldn't leave my mind, haunting me even as the morning light crept through my window. I rolled over and stretched. Every muscle in my body felt sore. Yesterday's events had left their mark, not just physically, but mentally. Xavier had been avoiding me, and I had no idea why. Even since I arrived the institution, he had been a mystery I couldn't unravel, no matter how hard I try. And then, there was the mark.I paused before I pulled up my sleeve. The faint glow from yesterday was gone, but a delicate symbol remained carved on my skin. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before, like ancient runed combined together, forming a starnge, spiral pattern.I traced it with my fingers, my heart pounding.What the hell was happening to me?A knock at th
**The Council's Meeting** "Rosswill, what happened today cannot be ignored." The deep voice echoed through the council Chambers, filled with frustration. Xavier stood neat the back of the room, arms crossed as he listened to.the discussion unfold. His father, Alpha Lucian, sat at the head of the long table, his expression unreadable as he addressed Professor Rosswill. "She is untrained," Rosswill said simply, "She reacted out of instinct. I don't believe she even understands what she did." Lucians gaze darkened. "And yet, no one else has ever exhibited such raw power without shifting."Xavier’s jaw clenched.The memories of the training ground flashed in his mind. Sophia standing there, her body tense, her eyes wide with shock as energy exploded from her. It wasn't just a normal surge of power.It had felt ancient.Something other."She is an anomaly," one of the council member
Sophia’s POV The moon shined its lights brightly over the academy casting shadows across the dormitory halls. The air was silent. All I could hear was the occasional sounds of leaves against the windows and the soft sound of the wind. But something felt off. I had been tossing and turning for hours, unable to shake the feeling of unease that I had felt since I found my last name in that forbidden archives book. Lockwood. A lost bloodline. A prophecy. It couldn't be a coincidence. Sleep refused to come, so I sat up, rubbing my tired eyes. The room was filled with moonlight, illuminating the simple furniture in the room, a desk, a wardrobe, and the small bookshelf I had yet to fill. I looked at the clock. It was just 2:47am. Then I felt it.A presence.My heart dropped. I wasn't alone.Something... someone was in my room.My breath hitched and I fought the instinct to panic.
Sophia’s POVThe cold wind hit my skin as I stepped onto the training field. The night felt different, charged with an energy I couldn't place, a restless hum beneath my skin.Then I smelled it.Blood.A sharp, metallic zest laced with the wind, sending a shiver down my spine. Something had happened.... something violent. I picked up my pace, following the hurried steps of students and instructors moving toward the Eastern Wall. Low murmurs and whispers through the crowd, voice tense with unease.When I reached the clearing, my stomach twisted.The snow was stained red.Three students lay sprawled in the frost, their uniforms torn, deep claw marks slahed across their bodies. Healers knelt nezide them, hands glowing faintly as they worked to stop the bleeding.But it wasn't the wound that made my breath hitch.It was the rogue.A massive wolf lay in the snow, his da
Sophia’s POVThe institution was quieter than usual, a strange type of silence settling in the hallway. After last night’s attack, fear was in the air; it felt very close, making everyone more alert and more suspicious. But for me, fear had taken a different shape. It had whispered my name in a dying breath.Luna.I couldn’t shake the way the rogue had looked at me, his amber eyes filled with something I couldn’t name, recognition? Reverence? It haunted me and made my heart drop every time I let my mind think of it.I held my books closer to my chest as I made my way through the halls, ignoring the curious glances and stares from my classmates. Some whispered behind their hands, while others openly stared. The news had spread like wildfire. Sophia, the weak omega, had been there when the rogue took his last breath.I could feel Xavier before I saw him. His presence was like a magnetic pull, dark and commanding, sending shivers down my spine. He stood near the end of the corrido
Sophia’s POVThe weight of the book in my hands felt heavier than it should.I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as I read the words over and over again, trying my best to not believe what I was seeing.It is said that the last heir of the Lockwood bloodline would rise again, unmarked, hidden in plain sight… until the moon calls her home.I traced my fingers over my last name **LOCKWOOD**This book wasn’t just a record of old, forgotten wolves. It was about me.A chill ran through my body.The rogue who had died in my arms had called me Luna. I had assumed it was a mistake, but now… now I wasn’t so sure.Why had my mother never told me about this? Why had she hidden this part of my lineage from me?I slammed the book shut, my mind reeling.I needed answers.*********The next morning, tension filled the air. Whispers filled through the
Sophia’s POV. The world around me felt like it was upside down. My heart dropped, as I stared at the spilled food on the stone floor. Poison. Someone had tried to kill me. Xavier stood over me, his entire body filled with fury. His golden eyes moved between me and the plate, his hands clenched into fists. The air around him filled with power, making the other students shift uneasily in their seats. No one moved. No one spoke. Then Xavier turned sharply to the guards stationed near the doors. His voice was loud. "Lock down the hall. No one leaves until we find out who did this.” Panic went through the students. One of the guards hesitated. “Alpha Xavier, this...” “I said,” Xavier growled, his voice thick with wolf’s presence, “lock it down.” T
Sophia’s POVThe weight of the book in my hands felt heavier than it should.I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as I read the words over and over again, trying my best to not believe what I was seeing.It is said that the last heir of the Lockwood bloodline would rise again, unmarked, hidden in plain sight… until the moon calls her home.I traced my fingers over my last name **LOCKWOOD**This book wasn’t just a record of old, forgotten wolves. It was about me.A chill ran through my body.The rogue who had died in my arms had called me Luna. I had assumed it was a mistake, but now… now I wasn’t so sure.Why had my mother never told me about this? Why had she hidden this part of my lineage from me?I slammed the book shut, my mind reeling.I needed answers.*********The next morning, tension filled the air. Whispers filled through the
Sophia’s POVThe institution was quieter than usual, a strange type of silence settling in the hallway. After last night’s attack, fear was in the air; it felt very close, making everyone more alert and more suspicious. But for me, fear had taken a different shape. It had whispered my name in a dying breath.Luna.I couldn’t shake the way the rogue had looked at me, his amber eyes filled with something I couldn’t name, recognition? Reverence? It haunted me and made my heart drop every time I let my mind think of it.I held my books closer to my chest as I made my way through the halls, ignoring the curious glances and stares from my classmates. Some whispered behind their hands, while others openly stared. The news had spread like wildfire. Sophia, the weak omega, had been there when the rogue took his last breath.I could feel Xavier before I saw him. His presence was like a magnetic pull, dark and commanding, sending shivers down my spine. He stood near the end of the corrido
Sophia’s POVThe cold wind hit my skin as I stepped onto the training field. The night felt different, charged with an energy I couldn't place, a restless hum beneath my skin.Then I smelled it.Blood.A sharp, metallic zest laced with the wind, sending a shiver down my spine. Something had happened.... something violent. I picked up my pace, following the hurried steps of students and instructors moving toward the Eastern Wall. Low murmurs and whispers through the crowd, voice tense with unease.When I reached the clearing, my stomach twisted.The snow was stained red.Three students lay sprawled in the frost, their uniforms torn, deep claw marks slahed across their bodies. Healers knelt nezide them, hands glowing faintly as they worked to stop the bleeding.But it wasn't the wound that made my breath hitch.It was the rogue.A massive wolf lay in the snow, his da
Sophia’s POV The moon shined its lights brightly over the academy casting shadows across the dormitory halls. The air was silent. All I could hear was the occasional sounds of leaves against the windows and the soft sound of the wind. But something felt off. I had been tossing and turning for hours, unable to shake the feeling of unease that I had felt since I found my last name in that forbidden archives book. Lockwood. A lost bloodline. A prophecy. It couldn't be a coincidence. Sleep refused to come, so I sat up, rubbing my tired eyes. The room was filled with moonlight, illuminating the simple furniture in the room, a desk, a wardrobe, and the small bookshelf I had yet to fill. I looked at the clock. It was just 2:47am. Then I felt it.A presence.My heart dropped. I wasn't alone.Something... someone was in my room.My breath hitched and I fought the instinct to panic.
**The Council's Meeting** "Rosswill, what happened today cannot be ignored." The deep voice echoed through the council Chambers, filled with frustration. Xavier stood neat the back of the room, arms crossed as he listened to.the discussion unfold. His father, Alpha Lucian, sat at the head of the long table, his expression unreadable as he addressed Professor Rosswill. "She is untrained," Rosswill said simply, "She reacted out of instinct. I don't believe she even understands what she did." Lucians gaze darkened. "And yet, no one else has ever exhibited such raw power without shifting."Xavier’s jaw clenched.The memories of the training ground flashed in his mind. Sophia standing there, her body tense, her eyes wide with shock as energy exploded from her. It wasn't just a normal surge of power.It had felt ancient.Something other."She is an anomaly," one of the council member
Sophia’s POV I woke up with my body aching. My dream was a blur of shadows and whispers, but one thing stood out, the vision of the wolf battle. Xavier and Alpha Baron, their massive forms clashing under a blood-red moon. The image wouldn't leave my mind, haunting me even as the morning light crept through my window. I rolled over and stretched. Every muscle in my body felt sore. Yesterday's events had left their mark, not just physically, but mentally. Xavier had been avoiding me, and I had no idea why. Even since I arrived the institution, he had been a mystery I couldn't unravel, no matter how hard I try. And then, there was the mark.I paused before I pulled up my sleeve. The faint glow from yesterday was gone, but a delicate symbol remained carved on my skin. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before, like ancient runed combined together, forming a starnge, spiral pattern.I traced it with my fingers, my heart pounding.What the hell was happening to me?A knock at th
Sophia’s POV** The dream felt too real.Wolves clashed beneath the full moon, their skin was filled with blood, their howls carrying sorrow and pain. But in this chaos, I saw him, Xavier. His golden eyes burning as he fought an enemy, one I couldn't see. Then, Alpha Baron appeared, his big form slamming into Xavier. Their battle was brutal, their power shaking the earth.I stood in the middle of it all, frozen, a whisper of a name filled my ear."Luna."I jolted awake, gasping, my skin was filled with sweat. My heart kept pounding against my rib, my fingers holding tightly the thin sheets of my bed. The dream had felt too real, as if I had be standing in the battlefield I wasn't meant to see.The word still echoed in my mind."Luna."I had never shifted. I had never even felt the stirrings of a wolf inside me. Zo why did that word, Luna feel like a missing piece that brought it all together?I pushed the covers aside, my breath still shaky as I moved over to the edge of the bed
Sophia’s POV I could only notice the vivid scent of ink and old books in the library. I could seee shelves as high as they could possibly be above me. They were filled with books as old as the Moon Goddess. I put my hands on the rough surface of the wood, but my head still felt troubled and uncomfortable from all the events that had happened that day.I won. I proved myself. But still, something dawned on me, it was a whisper, a glimpse of unease, and it just wouldn't leave me alone. It wouldn't let me have the moment. Miranda had been expelled, but I knew her too well, well enough to know and understand that this wasn't the end of it; it was far from it, in fact. It was just the beginning I tried my best not to think of it. Instead, I focused on my reason for being here.The dream I had last night still scared me, it still lived in my mind.It wasn’t just a nightmare, it felt like a vision. I saw wolves clashing and fighting in a vicious battle; blood filled most ppartsof the