Malia's world turns upside down when her boyfriend cheats on her with her best friend. Seeking revenge, she turns to Asher, the powerful Lycan King's son, who has his own reasons for helping her. Unfortunately, the moment they embark on this journey of revenge and cold calculation, they find themselves tangled in the cutthroat world of Lycans and Werewolf and they must confront their own secrets and lies. But when a deadly threat emerges, targeting students and disrupting the fragile peace, Malia and Asher must work together to uncover the truth. Can their unlikely alliance survive the danger and deception surrounding them, or will their secrets tear everything apart?
Lihat lebih banyakMaliaI stormed through the hallways, my vision blurry with rage. My steps were heavy with anger, my body moving on instinct alone. I could barely see past the red haze clouding my mind. My fists clenched so tightly my nails bit into my palms. I hated Jude. I hated the way he controlled my life, the way he toyed with me like I was nothing but a pawn in his game.I hated myself more for letting him.I barely registered the blur of students around me as I stormed down the hallway, too lost in my own fury to care if anyone noticed the storm brewing beneath my skin. I didn't see the figure lurking nearby, didn’t hear the hurried footsteps approaching—until a hand suddenly grabbed my wrist and yanked me into an empty classroom.Panic surged through me. My back hit the wall, my breath catching in my throat. Before I could react, the door slammed shut, and I found myself face-to-face with Nina.I blinked, momentarily disoriented. “What the hell—?”“Shh,” Nina hissed, pressing a finger to her
Malia“I don’t understand,” I finally managed, my voice barely above a whisper. “Why do I have to fix a problem that you created?”Jude arched a brow, unimpressed.“I did everything you asked,” I pressed on, desperation creeping into my tone. “I—I even…” I hesitated, my face burning as I forced the words out. “I even pleased Ronin.”Jude scoffed, shaking his head as if I were some foolish child. “Oh, Malia,” he mused, crossing his arms. “You weren’t just pleasing Ronin. You were pleasing yourself too.”The air in my lungs vanished.Heat rushed to my face as I dropped my gaze to the floor, my stomach twisting painfully.He knew.Of course, he knew.I could still feel Ronin’s hands on me, the way my body had melted under his touch, the way I had wanted it. Jude’s words cut deep, slicing straight to the ugly truth that I didn’t want to acknowledge.I had wanted Ronin’s touch.I had craved it.And that made me feel sick.Jude watched me for a moment, a smirk tugging at the corner of his l
MaliaThe tension in the room was suffocating.Ronin cleared his throat, running a hand through his disheveled hair as he turned to face Jude, his jaw tight. “Derrick, it’s not what you think,” he said hastily, still breathless from what had just transpired between us.Jude’s smirk didn’t falter. If anything, it deepened, his sharp eyes glinting with amusement as he leisurely stepped further into the office, shutting the door behind him. “Oh, I know exactly what I saw,” he said, his tone dripping with something unreadable. He studied Ronin for a moment, then let out a small chuckle. “And I must say, I’m not opposed to your interest in my daughter.”I stiffened, my stomach twisting uncomfortably.Ronin let out a relieved breath—only for it to catch in his throat when Jude continued, his voice laced with an almost mocking concern.“I’m only troubled by one thing,” Jude said smoothly. “Lia is still a child. She’s seventeen.”The words hit the air like a gunshot.Ronin froze, his entire b
MaliaMy breathing was uneven. Shallow. I hadn't even realized Ronin had pulled me away until my back hit the heavy oak door of Asher’s former office.Except—it wasn’t Asher’s office anymore.My stomach twisted as I looked around. The dark walls had been repainted a dull slate gray. The heavy bookshelves that once held Asher’s old texts were replaced with sleek, polished furniture. The scent of pine and musk, his scent, was long gone—replaced by Ronin’s.Everything was different. Everything was his.The panic that had been building inside me from the moment Asher lunged at me reached its peak.Ronin had dragged me in here, away from the prying eyes of the school.What if he knew?What if he had seen the recognition in Asher’s eyes?My pulse pounded in my ears as I forced myself to step back, searching for an exit. The window? No, too high. The door? Ronin blocked it effortlessly.I felt trapped.I stiffened when he took a step closer, my breath catching when he reached for me.This is
MaliaI walked into school the next morning with my head down, trying to go unnoticed. After everything that happened yesterday I had no energy left for another spectacle. I just needed to survive the day.But, of course, fate had other plans.As I settled into the class, I overheard a conversation behind me. A few students, whispering in hushed tones, their voices laced with intrigue.“I heard Ronin wasn’t even supposed to be Alpha.”“Yeah, his family threw him into this mess. He's the fifth son of his father in their pack.”“No way. No wonder he grabbed the opportunity to be Asher's replacement. Personally, he doesn't look like Alpha material.”“He does when he’s angry, but the only time he's not scary looking is when he's dotting over Lia.”I tried not to react, but my grip on my pen tightened. I hated being associated with him. The hours dragged on, each class blending into the next. But I couldn’t focus.Not on the lessons.Not on the students staring at me.Not even on Jude’s w
MaliaBy the time I left Werewolf Academia, my head was pounding.Ronin had been called away for extra work, whatever that meant, so he couldn’t drop me off himself. Not that I cared—I would’ve preferred to walk home barefoot across burning coals rather than endure another car ride with him.Instead, I ended up in Jude’s car, sitting in the passenger seat as he drove me back to our new home. Derrick’s home.I hated it.Everything about today had left me exhausted. The stares, the questions, the note from Asher, and now this ridiculous Luna Selection nonsense.Ronin was a student like me, or so he claimed. He told me that since he wasn’t originally from Lycone, he’d been having private lessons to learn the pack’s history.I wanted to ask why he even wanted the title if his family had given it to him as a punishment, but I kept my mouth shut. It wasn’t my place to question him—not yet, anyway.The car ride was quiet at first, which was unusual for Jude. He always had something to say, a
Malia I kept my face blank as I walked beside Ronin, my pulse thrumming like a war drum in my ears. I wasn’t sure what bothered me more—the sharp glares digging into my back from envious students, or the way Ronin carried himself so effortlessly, as if he was meant to be here. He had already taken Asher’s title, his pack, his home. And now, he wanted to claim me too. I wouldn’t let him. The grand double doors to the ceremony hall loomed ahead, polished and gleaming like a barrier between me and yet another nightmare. Ronin reached for the door first, pushing it open like a gentleman. “After you.” I stepped inside, forcing myself to ignore the smug amusement in his tone. The hall was packed. High-ranking werewolves and elders lined the front rows, while students and teachers filled the back. The air hummed with the murmur of hushed voices, but the moment we entered, the room fell into a heavy silence. I could feel their stares shift onto me. They don’t recognize you, I remin
MaliaI spent the rest of the morning in a daze.I barely heard the lectures. The words written on that note burned into my mind like a brand.Malia, it’s me, Asher. Please, I need to see you.I had hidden the note in the deepest corner of my bag, but that didn’t stop my heart from pounding every time I thought about it.How? How did he send it? Was he even in the right state of mind?A sharp nudge to my elbow jolted me out of my thoughts. I blinked, realizing the girl sitting next to me—some brunette I didn’t even know—was staring expectantly.“So?” she pressed, her eyes bright with curiosity. “You haven’t answered.”I frowned. “Sorry—what?”She huffed. “I said, are you close to Ronin?”I stiffened.“Because, I mean, he’s clearly interested in you,” she continued, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. “And, well, everyone wants to know if there’s a chance with him, or if you’re, you know, already that person.”Her words sent an uncomfortable chill through me.She wasn’t th
MaliaI couldn’t move.The moment the assembly ended, the entire hall buzzed with voices, chairs scraping against the floor as students began to leave. But I was still rooted in my seat, hands clenched tightly in my lap, heart hammering in my chest.What the hell just happened?When Ronin had said he’d be meeting me at the assembly, I thought he meant privately. I thought maybe he wanted a conversation, an introduction, something subtle.Not this. Not standing in front of the entire school, saying I was beautiful. Not openly declaring he needed a Luna while staring directly at me.The weight of a hundred eyes had been on me the entire time, and now even as students filed out, I could still feel some of them stealing glances my way. My face burned with humiliation. I wasn’t prepared for this. I wasn’t prepared for any of this.A sharp nudge to my arm jolted me out of my daze.“Are you gonna sit there all day?” Nina muttered, sounding impatient.I blinked up at her, still disoriented. S
Malia My life changed when I found out my mate was Avan Sinclair, the man I’d secretly loved for years. He was the Alpha heir of our pack, and he was everything a girl could dream of. He was handsome, had blond hair, striking blue eyes, and a kind, easygoing personality that made him adored by all. Unlike many cold Alpha heirs, Avan was different, and I thought I was lucky to be paired with him by the moon goddess. However, things weren’t as perfect as I’d hoped. Though Avan and I were fated mates, he hadn’t claimed me publicly. Instead, he asked me to keep our relationship a secret, saying he needed time to convince his parents I was right for him.Three months had passed, and my doubts were growing, but I convinced myself that everything would eventually work out. Now, with Avan’s birthday approaching, I planned to give him a special gift—myself. I was ready to sleep with him for the first time. But before going through with it, I wanted my best friend’s opinion. Savannah knew ab...
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