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Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Jude
Corey "Alright, Malia," Jamie began, his voice gentle but probing, "if you don’t think Asher is the right fit for you, then who do you think is?" There was a pause before Malia looked at both of us, her expression a mix of certainty and something softer that I couldn’t quite read. "I had feelings for Corey at one point," she said, her voice steady. "And it's him I want." Jamie and I both stared at Malia, stunned into silence by her unexpected declaration. The air in the room shifted, heavy with tension and disbelief. Even the doctor, who had been calmly scribbling notes on her clipboard, paused mid-sentence. Jamie was the first to break the awkward silence. "Wait—hold on. What?" Malia lifted her chin defiantly, her voice steady. "You heard me. I had feelings for Corey at one point. And right now, I think... he's the right fit for me." I nearly choked on my own breath. "Me?" I blurted, pointing at my chest as if there was another Corey in the room. "You’re talking about me
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Temptation
Corey When the doctor returned with Malia, she seemed more composed than before, though there was still an air of confusion surrounding her. She didn’t say anything immediately, just stood quietly by the door as the doctor started explaining the results.“Everything seems fine,” the doctor said, glancing at her clipboard. “Physically, there’s nothing wrong with Malia. Her brain scans came back clear, and I don’t see any signs of trauma that would account for her memory issues.” I felt a brief wave of relief, but it was short-lived. The doctor’s gaze flicked to Jamie and me, then back to Malia. Her voice dropped lower, though she didn’t look directly at Malia. “But… I suspect there might be something magical at work here. I can’t make any definite conclusions, but something feels off.”Magic? My stomach twisted at the thought. That would complicate everything even more.Jamie gave a quick nod, taking in what the doctor had said, but his attention was already drifting elsewhere. “I’v
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Borrowed vessels
Corey I stood there, towel slung low around my waist, my heart pounding harder than it had any right to. Malia’s gaze was locked on me, her eyes wide and determined, and I knew, without a doubt, that she wasn’t going to back down. I should’ve stopped this, right? I should’ve stepped away. I had to. After everything that had happened with Asher—after everything she and I had been through—this shouldn’t be happening. But when she took a step closer, her lips brushing mine, I forgot everything.Her kiss was soft at first, tentative, but the way her fingers slid up to my chest, the heat radiating off of her, made it impossible to pull away. Every rational thought in my head screamed for me to stop, to remind myself of my loyalty to Asher, but the way she kissed me, the way she tasted, was intoxicating. My hands moved almost of their own accord, sliding around her waist, pulling her closer. 'This is wrong,' I told myself. 'This is wrong.' But God, it felt so good.I pulled away, trying
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold The real Malia
The real Malia *Before the attack*I woke up with a start, my heart hammering in my chest. The air around me was thick with the remnants of the nightmare, a haunting fog that refused to lift. I could still see their faces—twisted, contorted in agony, their blood staining the earth beneath them. I swallowed hard, trying to shake off the feeling of their eyes still watching me, still haunting me, even though I was awake. Nightmares had become a regular part of my life lately. Horrible visions of myself, but not the version of me I knew. No, these dreams were darker, crueler. I saw myself standing over bodies, lifeless and broken, drenched in blood that wasn’t mine. I could feel the weight of the knife—or was it a sword?—in my hand, the cold metal gleaming as it was raised again and again. My breath hitched in my throat. The faces of those men from that fateful day... men who had surrounded me, demanding to know where Asher was. I couldn’t even remember all their names, but the memo
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Evil twin?
Malia I growled low in my throat, the sound primal and filled with warning. But Jude didn’t flinch. His companion, whose face remained obscured, stood eerily still beside him. I wanted to lunge, to tear him apart for everything he’d done—for the nightmares, the blood, the chaos he’d unleashed in my life. But even as rage pulsed through me, a chilling realization settled over my thoughts. Why was he here? And how had he found me so quickly? Jude's lips curled into a cold smile as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. He took another step forward, his gaze cutting through the fading light to lock onto mine. "You've been hiding, Malia," he said softly, his voice smooth but laced with menace. "But not well enough." The other figure remained silent, their presence somehow even more unsettling. I bared my teeth, the growl rumbling deeper in my chest. My wolf was on the brink of losing it completely, and I fought to maintain what little control I had left. Jude tilted his he
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Touched what was mine
Asher I sat at my desk, staring blankly at the scattered documents in front of me. The words blurred together, meaningless lines of text that held no weight against the turmoil ripping through my chest. My pen hovered over a report I was supposed to sign off on, but my hand wouldn’t move. Malia doesn’t want me anymore. The thought drilled into my skull, relentless and sharp. Forgetting me would have been easier to stomach. Memory loss is a condition—something that could be healed, reversed. But this? This was a conscious decision, a deliberate choice. She remembered everything, every moment, every touch, every promise... and decided I wasn't what she wanted. The gravity of it pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe. I gripped the edge of the desk, my knuckles whitening. How do you fight for someone when they’ve already decided you don’t belong in their life? A sharp knock at the door jolted me out of my thoughts. "Come in," I muttered absently, my voice hollow. The d
Last Updated : 2025-02-04Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Personal show
Corey I needed air. The room was stifling, and Malia's silence after my question haunted me. Her failure to answer whether she was the real Malia gnawed at my thoughts like a relentless itch. I couldn't shake the unease. Everything about her had been wrong—from the way she'd kissed me without hesitation to her strange, cryptic behavior. Malia wasn’t impulsive like that, not with me. I walked out before I lost my mind, leaving her behind in that room. My heart was still pounding from the mess we’d just left behind. Part of me wanted to lock her away until I could figure out what the hell was going on, but I knew that wouldn’t sit right. Even if Malia wasn’t herself, she still deserved a shred of autonomy. Still, there was only one person I could trust to make sense of all this: Asher. My footsteps echoed down the corridor as I made my way to Asher's office. The scent of wood polish lingered in the air, sharp and biting. My jaw clenched as I thought about what I had to tell him.
Last Updated : 2025-02-05Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Nothing
Corey Asher's chest heaved with raw fury, and I knew I had seconds before he launched himself at me again. My jaw still throbbed from the last punch, and I wasn't eager for a repeat. His eyes were wild, murderous. "Listen!" I shouted, holding my hands up in surrender. "That's not the real Malia!" He froze mid-step, his breathing ragged. The weight of my words hung in the air between us. For a split second, I thought I saw a flicker of doubt in his eyes, but it was gone as quickly as it appeared. Asher's jaw clenched. "What are you talking about?" he demanded, though his voice had lost some of its sharpness. I seized the opportunity like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline. "The real Malia would never come to me like that," I said, my voice steady despite the adrenaline surging through me. "She wouldn’t kiss me. She wouldn't even look at me that way. You know that." His gaze flickered toward Malia, who stood behind him, looking innocent and fragile. "Malia, is this true? Di
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Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Only one way out
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
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Five to One
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
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Losing it
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
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold The Right Choice
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
Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold Pull up my file
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,
