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Malia The area was quiet now, with only a few pack members passing through, their curious gazes flickering toward us. I had barely taken a few steps when Asher’s hand caught my wrist. Not harshly—this time, his touch was softer, almost pleading. “Malia,” he said, his voice raw, almost hoarse. “Please, don’t walk away.” I turned to face him, my arms crossed tightly over my chest. The fire of frustration still burned in me, but seeing him like this—so open, so vulnerable—made it flicker. For a moment. “What, Asher?” I asked, my tone sharper than I intended. “What could you possibly say that you haven’t already shown me through your actions?” “I need you to understand why I did it,” he said, stepping closer, his grip tightening ever so slightly. “Why I locked you up before the fight.” I scoffed. “Because you don’t trust me. You don’t believe in me, in my strength—” “No,” he interrupted, his voice rising slightly before softening again. “That’s not it. It was never about trus
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MaliaJude stood there with his arms crossed, his sharp eyes assessing the situation. He seemed reluctant, almost as though he wanted to speak but wasn’t sure how to start. After a beat of silence, he finally cleared his throat. “I didn’t come here to meddle in your personal life,” he said, his tone dry. “I actually came to let you know I’ll be leaving for a while.” Asher straightened, his brows drawing together. “Leaving? Where are you going?” “There’s an important meeting I need to attend in another state,” Jude replied, adjusting his jacket as though trying to deflect attention from the gravity of his words. “For how long?” Asher asked, his voice dipping with concern. “A few weeks. Maybe more... or I might not come back for months. It depends.” Jude said. Asher’s brow furrowed, his initial surprise giving way to something softer, almost pained. “Months?” he echoed. “I thought… I thought we’d have some time. To finally—” He cut himself off, glancing away as if the vulnera
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Guest of Honor
Malia“What?” Jude asked, turning around, his eyes widening with surprise upon hearing Asher’s request. “Yes, don't go yet. You came to me and helped me defeat my mother. I should honor you before you go,” Asher said, still holding my hand as he moved closer to his father. “Asher…”“I know you have somewhere to be, but can't it wait one more day? I'll throw a party tonight and then tomorrow first thing in the morning you can be on your way.” I glanced at Jude, expecting him to brush it off, but something in his face shifted. He looked at Asher like he was seeing him in a way he hadn’t before. “I don’t need a party,” Jude said gruffly. “It’s not about what you need,” Asher pushed. “It’s about what you deserve.” For a moment, I thought Jude would argue, but then he let out a long, tired sigh. “Fine,” he said, his voice heavy with reluctance. “But don’t expect me to make a speech or anything.” Asher nodded, his lips curving into a small, rare smile. “Deal.” Asher smiled and w
Last Updated : 2025-01-17Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold The willow
MaliaThe second Asher’s eyes scanned the note, his entire demeanor changed. He stiffened, crumpling the paper slightly in his grip before grabbing his car keys from the table with a sharp, determined motion. “I want everyone in my office in thirty minutes,” he said, his voice clipped, each word laced with urgency. I watched him pull out his phone and send a quick group message to Jamie, Corey, Amara, and Nina. I didn’t miss the fire in his eyes or the tension in his jaw. Whatever the note said had struck a nerve deep enough to ignite this reaction. “Asher,” I started, taking a cautious step toward him, “what’s going on?” He turned to me, his expression unreadable, though there was an edge of impatience in his voice. “What are you waiting for, Malia? Get ready.” I froze. He never called for me the way he did the others. Not like this. Usually, I had to fight for a place in his plans, for him to see me as more than someone to protect. Hearing him include me so decisively left
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MaliaWe were just about to leave when the front door creaked open. The faint scent of pine and tobacco drifted in, announcing someone’s arrival before I even saw who it was. I turned my head toward the door, and there he was—Alpha Reid Glenn. “Ah! What a surprise!” Reid’s booming voice filled the hallway. His broad smile was warm, but his timing couldn’t have been worse. Asher, standing at the front, visibly stiffened. “Alpha Reid,” Asher greeted, his tone polite but clipped. It was clear he wasn’t in the mood for small talk. Reid strode in, his arms wide as if we’d all been eagerly waiting for his arrival. “Asher! Finally! Do you know how hard it’s been to get a moment of your time these past few days? You’re like a shadow—here one moment, gone the next. Lucky for me, I caught you this morning!” Asher subtly stepped back, clearly trying to inch toward the door. The rest of us exchanged weary glances. Jamie and Corey, standing off to the side, looked absolutely mortified. “
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MaliaThe ride back to the house was suffocating. No one spoke; even Corey, usually quick to fill silence with some ill-timed joke, sat quietly, staring out the window. Asher was behind the wheel, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles had gone white. The lines of his jaw were sharp with tension, and his hazel eyes—eyes that now carried the weight of betrayal—remained fixed on the road ahead. I wanted to say something, to reach for his hand or whisper a word of comfort, but the atmosphere was so fragile, I feared any attempt might shatter it. So I stayed quiet, watching him out of the corner of my eye, feeling my own heart break for the man who had been betrayed by his father, of all people. When we finally pulled up to the house, Asher didn’t wait for anyone. He stepped out of the car and strode toward the front door, his shoulders rigid with unspoken turmoil. The rest of us lingered for a moment, exchanging uncertain glances. Jamie was the first to
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Asher The nightmares began almost immediately after our trip to the southern woods. Sleep became a battleground, one I was ill-equipped to handle. Every night, I would close my eyes only to find myself back there, staring into the smoldering remains of that hut, hearing the old woman’s trembling voice as she described the red wizard—my father. Except, in my dreams, it was never just her voice. It was his. “You’ve always been a pawn, Asher,” Jude’s voice echoed, cold and taunting. “You think you’ve been in control? You’ve been following my plan all along.” I’d wake up drenched in sweat, gasping for air, my hands clutching the sheets as if they could anchor me to reality. But the worst dreams weren’t of him—they were of Malia. In those dreams, her eyes would harden, her soft voice twisted with malice as she whispered, “You should’ve seen it coming, Asher. Everyone betrays you eventually.” I couldn’t shake them. Couldn’t shake the fear. By the time the Alphas and Lycan
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MaliaRonin’s voice was sharp, cutting through the tension like a blade.“What the hell is this?”I didn’t answer right away.Because I didn’t know what to say.There were five unconscious men laying around me. There was blood on my hands. And Ronin and Corey were staring at me like I had just walked out of a massacre.There was no way I could explain this away.I tried to think of something—anything—but my mind was blank.A long, agonizing silence stretched between us.Then—I felt a spark. Not in my mind. Not in my chest. But on my tooth.I felt it—a tiny shock against the gem Jude had put there.And suddenly, the words came out.I lied.“I—I saw someone coming down here,” I said, my voice steady in a way that startled even me. “I was curious. I wanted to see what they were doing.”Ronin's eyes narrowed. “And that led to five guards unconscious at your feet?”I nodded. “I went down, but before I could even figure out what was happening, the guards stopped me. They accused me of lett
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MaliaI didn’t wait for Nina to say anything else.She had already played enough games, and I wasn’t in the mood for another round of her mind tricks.I turned on my heel and walked away, fuming.Behind me, Nina hesitated for half a second before I heard her footsteps fade.She was smart enough to know that I didn't want to be followed.But just as I stepped into the dimly lit corridor leading out of the basement, I heard a sharp, authoritative voice.“Hey! Stop right there!”I cursed under my breath and spun around.Five men stood between me and freedom, their bodies tense, their hands already moving toward their weapons.Guards.Shit!One of them stepped forward, narrowing his eyes at me.“What are you doing down here?”I forced my expression into one of confusion, schooling my features into something innocent.“I—uh—I got lost?”His eyes darkened. “Lost?”“Yes,” I said quickly, nodding. “I was looking for the storeroom, and I must have taken a wrong turn. I didn’t mean to—”“Bullsh
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MaliaI froze.Asher was awake. And he was looking right at me.His dull, golden eyes locked onto mine, flickering with something raw—hope, desperation, disbelief. For a moment, he simply stared, his chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. Then, as if afraid I would disappear if he didn’t move fast enough, he crawled toward me.His frail hands dragged against the cold, filthy floor, scraping against the stone. His once-mighty frame, now nothing but skin and bones, trembled with the effort. He barely spared a glance at the rotting food beside him as he reached for me.His fingers, dirty and trembling, brushed against my hand.I flinched.It was instinctual, but it was enough.Asher stilled, his expression crumbling. His hands dropped to his sides, and his shoulders sagged like the weight of the world had just crashed down on him.“I know,” he whispered, his voice raspy and broken. “I know I’m a monster.”I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Right at me
MaliaI had been so lost in thought that I didn't realise that Nina was still talking to me. I listened to her last words and figured out something to say in response, so I exhaled, trying to steady myself before speaking. "Nina… I heard that the woman who accused Corey of assault wasn’t even real. She was a witch. She used Malia's image to frame him."Nina's breath hitched, and her expression hardened. She nodded slowly. "I know." Her voice was quiet but firm.I hesitated. "I also heard that while that was happening, the real Malia was captured."She sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Yeah, I know that too."The silence stretched between us for a moment, filled only by Asher’s slow, shallow breathing from the other side of the bars.Then, Nina exhaled sharply, pressing her fingers against her temples. "Asher was wrong to have killed Corey," she admitted, shaking her head. "So wrong. I mean, I get it—he thought Malia was attacked, and he reacted. But…" She looked away, as if st
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Don't Deserve him
MaliaI shook my head. "I don’t think it’s safe."Nina’s brow furrowed, a delicate crease forming between her eyes. "You don’t think what’s safe?" Her voice held a hint of impatience, a flicker of the urgency that had driven us here."Me going in there," I clarified, the words rasping out. I crossed my arms, a defensive posture that mirrored the turmoil churning within me. "I’m not exactly great at sneaking in and out of places, and if I get caught, it could ruin everything. You should go alone." My gaze flickered towards the heavy, iron-bound door at the end of the corridor, a dark maw leading into the depths of the school's underbelly.For a moment, Nina looked like she wanted to argue, her lips tightening into a thin line. I could see the protest forming on her tongue, the logical counterpoints she was about to unleash. But then, she sighed, a long, drawn-out exhale that spoke of reluctant acceptance. She nodded, the motion sharp and decisive. "Fine. I’ll do it myself."That shoul
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MaliaAs I stepped out of Ronin’s office, the air outside felt lighter, but my mind was anything but. My thoughts churned, replaying the conversation over and over.Why hadn’t I corrected Jude when he got my age wrong? It should’ve been an easy fix, something I could have said in the moment without any real consequence. And yet, I hadn’t. I guess I was just so overwhelmed and charged up after that kiss with Ronin that I also momentarily forgot that Lia isn't really seventeen. But in my case it's understandable that I would forget, after all, I'm not the mastermind behind the plan. What was Jude's excuse?But then, I came to the realization that Jude wasn’t the type to make mistakes. Not with something as important as that.He sat me down and drilled every possible detail about Lia into my head, making sure I was ready to live as her without suspicion. But despite all of that, he had conveniently made an error about my age?I scoffed under my breath.No. That wasn’t a mistake.Jude mu
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MaliaI leaned back in my chair, watching Ronin through narrowed eyes. His hands were still pressed together on the desk, fingers interlocked, but I could see the tension in them—the slight twitch of his thumb, the way his knuckles had turned just a shade paler.He was angry.Fine. So was I.“Why are you acting so reckless?” he asked suddenly, his voice low but sharp.I raised an eyebrow. “Reckless?”“Yes.” He leaned forward slightly, his silver eyes locking onto mine. “I thought you were a gentle girl. That was what I liked most about you.”For a second, I just stared at him. Liked? Past tense?A small, bitter laugh escaped me. “I am gentle, Ronin.” I tilted my head. “But if that was all there was to me, I’d be a boring, one-dimensional person.” I let my lips curl into a smirk. “Which I’m not.”Ronin’s jaw tightened. He exhaled through his nose, as if trying to calm himself, but his fingers flexed against the desk like he was fighting the urge to snap it in half.“The real issue,” I
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Brewing Tension
MaliaI took a deep breath, forcing myself to shake off the unease from my conversation with the so-called spy. There were more important things to focus on—like pretending to be Lia and surviving another school day without slipping up.Pushing the classroom door open, I barely took two steps inside before freezing.Ronin was standing at the front of the room.The entire class turned to look at me, eyes filled with barely concealed amusement. A few students snickered, others whispered behind their hands, and instantly, I knew something was wrong.Swallowing my irritation, I forced my expression into indifference. “Good morning, Alpha Ronin,” I said stiffly, before turning to the teacher. “Good morning, Miss Harper.”Miss Harper gave me a tight-lipped nod, her discomfort clear. But Ronin? He didn’t even glance my way. He stood there, focused on the rest of the class, like I didn’t exist.I bit the inside of my cheek, forcing myself to keep walking. My footsteps felt too loud as I went
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold A Favor in Return
MaliaThe boy leaned back against the desk, a smirk playing on his lips. “Alright, let’s see how well you really know Asher and his friends.”I could hear it in his thoughts—he expected me to stumble. He thought I was bluffing, that I was another opportunist trying to use Asher’s downfall for my own gain.I smiled, crossing my arms. “I won’t just answer questions about Asher—I’ll answer anything you want about his friends, too. Amara, Nina, Corey, Jamie… take your pick.”His smirk widened. He thought he had me right where he wanted me. “Alright then,” he said, eyes gleaming. “What’s the relationship status of each of Asher’s friends?”I knew exactly what he was trying to do—trip me up with details only a true insider would know. But if he thought I’d hesitate, he was dead wrong.“Nina,” I started, “was Asher’s childhood friend. They grew up together, always close, though not in a romantic way.” I tilted my head. “She cared for him deeply, but Asher never saw her that way. Eventually,
