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Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย The Right Choice
MaliaAs I stepped out of Roninโs office, the air outside felt lighter, but my mind was anything but. My thoughts churned, replaying the conversation over and over.Why hadnโt I corrected Jude when he got my age wrong? It shouldโve been an easy fix, something I could have said in the moment without any real consequence. And yet, I hadnโt. 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 wasnโt 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 wasnโt a mistake.Jude mu
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-31Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Don't Deserve him
MaliaI shook my head. "I donโt think itโs safe."Ninaโs brow furrowed, a delicate crease forming between her eyes. "You donโt think whatโs 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. "Iโm 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. Iโll do it myself."That shoul
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-31Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย 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. "Ninaโฆ I heard that the woman who accused Corey of assault wasnโt 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 Asherโs 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 itโhe thought Malia was attacked, and he reacted. Butโฆ" She looked away, as if st
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-31Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Losing it
MaliaI froze.Asher was awake. And he was looking right at me.His dull, golden eyes locked onto mine, flickering with something rawโhope, 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 didnโt 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.โI know,โ he whispered, his voice raspy and broken. โI know Iโm a monster.โI opened my mouth, but nothing came out.He swallowed hard, his Adamโs apple
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-31Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Five to One
MaliaI didnโt wait for Nina to say anything else.She had already played enough games, and I wasnโt 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.โHey! Stop right there!โI 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.โWhat are you doing down here?โI forced my expression into one of confusion, schooling my features into something innocent.โIโuhโI got lost?โHis eyes darkened. โLost?โโYes,โ I said quickly, nodding. โI was looking for the storeroom, and I must have taken a wrong turn. I didnโt mean toโโโBullsh
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-31Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Only one way out
MaliaRoninโs voice was sharp, cutting through the tension like a blade.โWhat the hell is this?โI didnโt answer right away.Because I didnโt 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 somethingโanythingโbut my mind was blank.A long, agonizing silence stretched between us.ThenโI felt a spark. Not in my mind. Not in my chest. But on my tooth.I felt itโa tiny shock against the gem Jude had put there.And suddenly, the words came out.I lied.โIโI saw someone coming down here,โ I said, my voice steady in a way that startled even me. โI was curious. I wanted to see what they were doing.โRonin's eyes narrowed. โAnd that led to five guards unconscious at your feet?โI nodded. โI 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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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-31Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Don't stand a chance
MALIAThat night, I laid on my bed, eyes open and fixed on the ceiling, my thoughts spiraling into chaos.Lay low. Thatโs the plan.Keep quiet. Donโt talk too much. Keep my head down in class. Avoid Nina. Avoid Ronin. Avoid Corey. Avoidโeveryone.And above allโฆ stay far away from the basement.I sighed and rolled over, hugging my pillow close. My chest was still tight from the events of earlier, and my body ached from the fight. I'd scrubbed the dried blood from my knuckles, but it felt like it was still there. Underneath my skin. A reminder.Just as I was starting to settle down, my phone buzzed on the nightstand.My heart jumped. I snatched it up instantly, hoping it was my mother texting to say she was safe. Hoping for somethingโa lifeline.But it wasnโt her. It was from the schoolโs internal platform.โURGENT SCHOOL ANNOUNCEMENT: Former Alpha Asher has escaped. A student is responsible. Suspect: Lia, daughter of Derrick.โI blinked at the screen, rereading the message three times
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-16Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย A trade
NinaI shouldโve stayed with her.The thought had been clawing at the back of my mind since the moment I stepped through the front door, my palms still sweaty from adrenaline and guilt. The house was dark and coldโmy parents were still out, and the silence only made the shame heavier. I kept thinking about Liaโno, Maliaโalone in that basement, surrounded by five trained guards.I couldโve helped her. But I didnโt.And yet... I couldnโt miss the opportunity that was laid out in front of me like a miracle.I had to save Asher.The moment I got home, I went straight to the guest bathroom where Iโd hidden him. The door creaked slightly when I opened it, and I found him sitting on the edge of the tub, legs curled up, eyes glassy. His long-sleeved shirt hung off him like a coat rackโthin and pale and nothing like the Alpha he once was.But when he saw me, his face lit up like a child seeing their favorite person walk into a room.โYou said Maliaโs coming soon,โ he murmured, eyes hopeful.I
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-16
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Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย The War
MaliaI didnโt breathe.Not for a full minute after Ronin said those words.Asher Mendoza is alive.I stood there, frozen beneath the branches of the old silverwood tree. Just moments ago, Iโd been smiling faintly at the way Ronin had grumbled about paperwork. Just hours ago, Iโd kissed him without shame in front of his guards.And now, my world has split in half.He was alive.My Asher.The one I had mourned in silence. The one I had cursed the stars for taking too soon. The one whose name I had stopped speaking, not because I forgotโbut because remembering hurt too much.I had let him go.And now he was back.Ronin didnโt look at me. His entire body was taut, rage pouring off of him in waves as he crumpled the letter in his fist.โHe dares to ask me to step down,โ he growled, pacing. โAfter everything Iโve doneโafter the unity Iโve forged? The peace Iโve built? He wants to come back from the dead and reclaim what he abandoned?โHis eyes flicked toward me at last. And the moment he s
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Birthright
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 couldnโt 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 meโnot without my permission.And that restraintโฆ it had become unbearable.Tonight, the weight of it collapsed on me.I sat on the edge of our bed, staring at the hearthโs dying flames. My nightgown clung to my skin in the low firelight, and my chest ached with something I hadnโt let myself name in months.โJust accept it, Malia,โ Rhedd had told me only hours ago, his voice quiet but final. โHeโs not coming back. If Asher was alive, he wouldโve come by now.โ
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Storm pack
AsherThe moon was high the night I met with Ninaโs 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 didnโt ask how they got in contact with meโthey always had a way to do things discreetly. Ninaโs father, Nathan, regarded me with the tired eyes of a man who had carried the truth for too long.โHe told us this day would come,โ he said. โIan prepared. We kept his will safe. And we kept his soldiers even safer.โFrom the shadows, they stepped forwardโsilent, deadly, focused. Wolves in human skin. Elite. Trained in secret under Ianโs 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 wasnโt enough. Not for a war.
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย 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 couldnโt stop now. I needed to know it allโno matter how much it hurt and no matter how much I wanted to stop, I turned the page.โBrooke and Renah began their affair not out of love, not trulyโnot at first. Brooke wanted affection. She wanted to be wanted. Renahโฆ 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.โI leaned back, jaw tightening.So it was true.I watched them once. They didnโt see me. Her smile was real. His was reverent. That was the moment I knewโRenah loved her more. Brooke? She simply needed to be adored.It painted such a different picture of my mother than the one Iโd 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
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย The man behind the Ice
AsherThe journal was oldโolder 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 didnโt know what I was looking for. Maybe a name. A signature. But the first line stopped my breath.โThis is the truth of Ian Vale.โMy father's handwriting. Sharp. Purposeful. Controlledโjust 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 yetโฆ 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.โThe priest told me it was a curse. That no Lycan should ever be mated to another man. He said it mustโve bee
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Ancient Relic
AsherI returned to the only place I could still call mine. Tucked away from the world, surrounded by trees that asked for nothing and wind that didnโt whisper judgmentsโjust solitude. The house hadnโt changed. I hadnโt either. Not really. I moved like a ghost through the front door, letting it shut quietly behind me.Silence greeted me, the kind that didnโt bring peace but didnโt argue either.I didnโt unpack. There was no point. The clothes I left on the couch a week ago were still there. The parcel Katherine handed me before she left sat on the windowsill, untouched. I glanced at it but moved past it like I had every day.I ended up at the bar that night.It wasnโt one of those classy places. It was dingy. Loud. Sticky floors and cheap liquor that burned going down. Perfect for disappearing. I sat in the corner booth, nursing something strong and bitter. My hair had grown out a bit, face scruffy, and I didnโt care. I didnโt want to be seen, yet eyes found me anyway.Women came firs
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย No identity
AsherSix months. Thatโs how long Iโve been in Reeceโsix slow, punishing months.At first, I didnโt even know what was real anymore. My memories felt like scattered fragmentsโsome vivid, others hazy and distorted. The truthโthe real truthโwas 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 placeโฆ this tribeโฆ they didnโt give up on me.The mages here, all marked by the strange glowing ink of their coven, didnโt treat me like a monster. Not even when I was one. They stripped me downโmentally, emotionally, spirituallyโand 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 didnโt even know.Iโm better now. Or at least, thatโs what the Head Mage kee
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Prisoner in a Crown
MaliaI nodded slowly, trying to piece together the strange sadness that had crept into Roninโs eyes.โWhen did she die?โ I asked quietly, my voice barely holding itself together. โThe real Liaโฆ when did she die?โRoninโs eyes met mine, and his expression twisted with grief, something heavy and oldโlike it had been rotting in him for a long time.โShe died the day I found out she was my mate,โ he said. โBut I'm not talking about Lia. She isn't my mate. My mate wasnโt from here. She was from my own Lycan pack.โI stared at him, my breath stuck in my chest. I didnโt know what to say to that, especially when his next words came so quickly and so desperately.โMalia,โ he stepped closer, โpleaseโฆ just accept to be my Luna. I know youโre not my true mate. Iโm not pretending. But since sheโs gone, youโre the next best thing.โI flinched at the phrase. The next best thing. Like I was some kind of replacement. Some echo of a dream heโd lost.He kept going, determined. โIt wasnโt Liaโs beauty t
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold ย ย ย Find your mate
MaliaCoreyโs voice cut through the tension like a blade. โThat being said. Why wonโt Rhedd help her grandson?โI glanced up, studying Rheddโs unreadable expression. She stood by the window, arms crossed, her gaze fixed on something far beyond what any of us could see. She didnโt flinch at the question, didnโt turn to face him. She just answered, coldly.โAsher shouldnโt even exist,โ she said. โHe was never meant to. Thatโs why heโs not important to me.โHer words dropped like a stone in my chest. I blinked, unsure Iโd heard her right. Beside me, Jamie stiffened, his jaw clenching. Corey looked stunned, like he couldnโt believe what heโd just heard. Amaraโs brows knit together, confusion clouding her features.โYouโre going to have to explain what you mean by that,โ Jamie said.But Rhedd didnโt respond. She turned away from the window and faced us, her expression still unreadable. โDonโt do anything against Ronin,โ she warned, voice sharp with authority. โHe is the rightful ruler of L
