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Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold The real enemy
JamieI barely noticed Amara move closer until her lips pressed against mine.It was soft, hesitant—like she wasn’t sure I’d let her.I didn’t pull away.I couldn’t.My mind was spinning, unraveling, breaking apart at the realization of how wrong I had been. How deep I had let my anger dig into me until it controlled every decision I made.Amara pulled back, her forehead pressing lightly against mine.“We’ll fix it,” she whispered. “We’ll figure out a way.”I nodded, but the weight in my chest didn’t budge.How?How the hell could we fix this?Malia was locked in a cell. Our entire pack believed she was a murderer. And worse, I had helped build that lie.I clenched my jaw, feeling my throat tighten.And then—suddenly, it clicked.I remembered.I remembered why I had taken Malia in the first place.I had wanted revenge, yes—but not just for Corey.For myself.I stiffened, pulling away from Amara as realization crashed into me like a storm.Asher.Asher had been in his right mind when h
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JamieAmara let out a slow breath, her eyes downcast. “You’re right,” she admitted softly. “I don’t want to believe it, but… you’re right about Asher.”I didn’t say anything, just exhaled sharply through my nose.She looked up at me, her face tight with guilt. “We need to release Malia,” she said. “Right now. We’ve wasted enough time.”I gave a single nod. No hesitation.We moved quickly, leaving my office and heading straight for the cells.But just as we turned a corner, I heard something.A muffled sound—like a low groan, followed by a stifled giggle.I froze. Amara did too.Then another noise—something shifting, a quiet moan.Coming from Corey’s room.My heart leapt to my throat.I didn’t think.Didn’t hesitate.I shoved the door open, ready to fight—ready to kill whoever dared touch my brother after everything that had happened—And then I saw Corey.On the bed.With the women who were supposed to be cleaning him up.My mind blanked.Amara gasped.Corey barely acknowledged us.He
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-27Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold On my side
JamieI watched Corey walk away, my mind racing with everything that felt off about him. The way he spoke to me. The way he looked through me instead of at me. That wasn’t my brother. That wasn’t Corey.I was still standing there, fists clenched, when Amara hurried back, her face pale."Jamie," she said breathlessly. "Malia’s not in her cell."I snapped my head toward her. "What?""I looked everywhere," she insisted, shaking her head. "She’s gone."My first instinct was to follow her back to check for myself, but something stopped me—or rather, someone.Corey.He was still within earshot. He had to have heard everything. Yet he didn’t react. Didn’t flinch. Didn’t ask a single question about the woman he had just defended, the woman we’d nearly executed.Nothing.He kept walking, his pace steady, his posture relaxed—like he didn’t care.I turned sharply toward Corey, my voice cutting through the tense air.“Aren’t you coming with us?” I asked. “Malia is missing.”He didn’t even pause.
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JamieThe spy smiled, her lips curling slightly, as if she knew exactly what I was thinking.But just as I was about to say something, something hit me—hard.Her scent.It was overwhelming, maddeningly intoxicating in a way I couldn’t even begin to explain.It wasn’t just any scent. It wasn’t the kind that lingered faintly or the kind I could brush off like any other wolf’s. No, this was something else entirely—something that wrapped around my senses and refused to let go.I stiffened. My instincts sharpened, body tensing as my head swam from the sheer intensity of it.Who the hell was she?I parted my lips to ask, but before I could even get a word out, she moved.Smoothly, effortlessly, like she already knew.Like she had expected this.In one swift motion, she turned and slipped through the door, disappearing before I could stop her.I stood frozen for a moment, gripping the edge of my desk as I tried to shake off the fog in my mind. My pulse was racing, something primal clawing at
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-27Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Another Corey
JamieI narrowed my eyes at Corey, my chest tightening with unease."That's it?" I asked, my voice low. "Just 'life moves on'?"Corey met my gaze without hesitation. "Yeah."I exhaled sharply, frustration bubbling inside me. "He was our father, Corey. How can you sound so unbothered about this?"Corey scoffed, shaking his head. "Come on, Jamie. You, of all people, should know I was always closer to Mom than to Dad. Why are you acting surprised?"I blinked, thrown off by how casually he said it.It wasn’t a lie—Corey had always been more attached to our mother than to our father. But still..."Dad wasn’t perfect, but he wasn’t a bad man," I argued.Corey shrugged. "I’m not saying he was. I’m just saying his death doesn’t really affect me the way it affects you."His voice was calm. Too calm.And that was what unsettled me.Corey had emotions. He wasn't like me—he showed them openly, sometimes recklessly. But now? There was nothing.No sadness. No anger. No nostalgia. Just blank indiffe
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-27Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Ruin their lives
MaliaI woke up to the cold, hard feeling of a cell floor beneath me. Again.A wave of exhaustion crashed over me as I tried to move, my body aching from being manhandled so many times in the past few days.But none of that compared to the chill that ran down my spine when I saw who was standing in front of me.Jude.I blinked rapidly, trying to shake off the grogginess. Last thing I remember was being locked up in Jamie’s cell, convinced I was never going to be free. Then, out of nowhere, she appeared. Rayna… The same woman who had stolen my face, used my voice, and framed me for Corey’s death. The same woman who had fooled everyone into believing her lies.She had shown up unexpectedly, her presence swallowing the space around me. The guards left. I didn’t know how, only that one moment they were there, standing watch, and the next, they were gone. That alone was enough to send every alarm in my body screaming.Then she turned to me, her hood lowered, revealing the face I had once t
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MaliaI forced myself to breathe. I couldn't let him get in my head."I won’t be your tool," I said through gritted teeth. "Not again."Jude let out a low chuckle, shaking his head like he was amused by my defiance. "Oh, Malia. You say that like you have a choice."I did have a choice. I wasn’t going to let him use me to ruin someone else’s life, no matter what he said or did. But then his previous words came rushing back to me—"Asher’s been disposed of."A shiver ran down my spine. I hated myself for asking, but I had to."What do you EVEN mean by that?" I demanded.Jude’s smile widened, his amusement clear as he tapped a finger against his chin. "Do you really need me to be direct?"I clenched my fists. I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me panic.I wouldn’t.I couldn’t.But when I said nothing, Jude let out another laugh—slow and deliberate, like he was savoring every second of my uncertainty."Fine," he said at last, tilting his head. "Since you’re so eager to know—
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-28Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold The real you
MaliaAt first, I couldn’t help it—I laughed. A short, sharp bark of disbelief.But when Jude didn’t so much as smirk, when he just stood there with that same unreadable expression, my laughter died in my throat."You’re serious?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.Jude tilted his head slightly, as if amused by my disbelief. "Why wouldn’t I be?""Because it’s ridiculous," I snapped. "You’re not a Lycan, Jude. You never will be. How the hell do you expect to rule over them?"Jude let out a slow, condescending sigh, shaking his head. "Malia, Malia, Malia," he tsked, as if I were some naive child. "You’re still thinking too small. Do you really believe I need to be a Lycan to rule them?"I stayed silent, but my stomach twisted at his tone."I already proved that was a myth," he continued smoothly. "I did it through my son."My fists clenched. "You used him, you mean."Jude just smirked. "Semantics. The point is, Asher’s reign made it clear that the Lycans follow power, not blood. And I have mor
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MaliaIt had been almost a year.A full cycle of moons since I stood before the altar in a dress that felt like a cage and pledged myself to a man I did not love. A year of silent dinners, of shared quarters and unshared sheets. A year of waking up beside someone who looked at me like I was a world he couldn’t touch.Ronin had not once tried.He had kissed my cheek in public, taken my hand at royal events, and always ensured I had a personal guard at my side. He gave me space. Respect. But not once had he laid a single finger on me—not without my permission.And that restraint… it had become unbearable.Tonight, the weight of it collapsed on me.I sat on the edge of our bed, staring at the hearth’s dying flames. My nightgown clung to my skin in the low firelight, and my chest ached with something I hadn’t let myself name in months.“Just accept it, Malia,” Rhedd had told me only hours ago, his voice quiet but final. “He’s not coming back. If Asher was alive, he would’ve come by now.”
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Storm pack
AsherThe moon was high the night I met with Nina’s parents. I had to meet them since I now knew the truth. They were the only ones I could trust. We gathered in the ruins of the old Northern chapel, a place sacred enough to keep secrets buried but strong enough to host rebellion. I didn’t ask how they got in contact with me—they always had a way to do things discreetly. Nina’s father, Nathan, regarded me with the tired eyes of a man who had carried the truth for too long.“He told us this day would come,” he said. “Ian prepared. We kept his will safe. And we kept his soldiers even safer.”From the shadows, they stepped forward—silent, deadly, focused. Wolves in human skin. Elite. Trained in secret under Ian’s orders for the day I would reclaim the crown.I couldn't believe my eyes. How did Ian think of this? How was he able to predict that I may not get any support unless he provides one for me?I was relieved that I had been given a head start, but it wasn’t enough. Not for a war.
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold White Horse
AsherMy thumb hovered over the next page for longer than I cared to admit. The leather binding creaked softly beneath my grip, like it too feared what lay ahead. But I couldn’t stop now. I needed to know it all—no matter how much it hurt and no matter how much I wanted to stop, I turned the page.‘Brooke and Renah began their affair not out of love, not truly—not at first. Brooke wanted affection. She wanted to be wanted. Renah… he was a convenient escape. They were discreet. Not for my sake. For hers. Always for hers. She didn't want to ruin her reputation.’I leaned back, jaw tightening.So it was true.I watched them once. They didn’t see me. Her smile was real. His was reverent. That was the moment I knew—Renah loved her more. Brooke? She simply needed to be adored.It painted such a different picture of my mother than the one I’d held growing up. She had always seemed powerful, poised, in control of every room she walked into. I never imagined her desperate. Or fragile. But with
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AsherThe journal was old—older than I expected. Bound in cracked leather, the pages yellowed at the edges and laced with a scent of musk and ink. I stared at it for a long time before opening it, the weight of the thing pressing against my palms like it knew its contents would knock the air from my lungs.I didn’t know what I was looking for. Maybe a name. A signature. But the first line stopped my breath.‘This is the truth of Ian Vale.’My father's handwriting. Sharp. Purposeful. Controlled—just like the man himself.Ian had never been warm, never soft. Every memory I had of him came with cold eyes and clipped words. Praise was rare; affection, non-existent. I grew up thinking he saw me as an obligation. A duty. Nothing more.And yet… the diary was written in grief. In longing. In heartbreak. Every page screamed of things he could never say aloud.I turned to the next page.‘The priest told me it was a curse. That no Lycan should ever be mated to another man. He said it must’ve bee
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AsherSix months. That’s how long I’ve been in Reece—six slow, punishing months.At first, I didn’t even know what was real anymore. My memories felt like scattered fragments—some vivid, others hazy and distorted. The truth—the real truth—was a war I fought in my own mind. There were days I screamed until my voice gave out, days I curled into myself wishing I had never been born, and days I tried to hate the people I once loved.But this place… this tribe… they didn’t give up on me.The mages here, all marked by the strange glowing ink of their coven, didn’t treat me like a monster. Not even when I was one. They stripped me down—mentally, emotionally, spiritually—and forced me to sit in silence with my truth until it stopped feeling like poison.Now I can say it.I was enchanted.Jude, my own father, twisted my soul and turned me into something I never wanted to be. And the worst part? For the longest time, I didn’t even know.I’m better now. Or at least, that’s what the Head Mage kee
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Prisoner in a Crown
MaliaI nodded slowly, trying to piece together the strange sadness that had crept into Ronin’s eyes.“When did she die?” I asked quietly, my voice barely holding itself together. “The real Lia… when did she die?”Ronin’s eyes met mine, and his expression twisted with grief, something heavy and old—like it had been rotting in him for a long time.“She died the day I found out she was my mate,” he said. “But I'm not talking about Lia. She isn't my mate. My mate wasn’t from here. She was from my own Lycan pack.”I stared at him, my breath stuck in my chest. I didn’t know what to say to that, especially when his next words came so quickly and so desperately.“Malia,” he stepped closer, “please… just accept to be my Luna. I know you’re not my true mate. I’m not pretending. But since she’s gone, you’re the next best thing.”I flinched at the phrase. The next best thing. Like I was some kind of replacement. Some echo of a dream he’d lost.He kept going, determined. “It wasn’t Lia’s beauty t
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Find your mate
MaliaCorey’s voice cut through the tension like a blade. “That being said. Why won’t Rhedd help her grandson?”I glanced up, studying Rhedd’s unreadable expression. She stood by the window, arms crossed, her gaze fixed on something far beyond what any of us could see. She didn’t flinch at the question, didn’t turn to face him. She just answered, coldly.“Asher shouldn’t even exist,” she said. “He was never meant to. That’s why he’s not important to me.”Her words dropped like a stone in my chest. I blinked, unsure I’d heard her right. Beside me, Jamie stiffened, his jaw clenching. Corey looked stunned, like he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. Amara’s brows knit together, confusion clouding her features.“You’re going to have to explain what you mean by that,” Jamie said.But Rhedd didn’t respond. She turned away from the window and faced us, her expression still unreadable. “Don’t do anything against Ronin,” she warned, voice sharp with authority. “He is the rightful ruler of L
