Transmigrated as the Alpha's Cannon Fodder.
I was just a nobody actor, killing time reading a trashy novel where the Omega side-character had my name. His only purpose? To be a disposable prop for the Alpha ML, a walking, talking disaster who gets his life ruined in 50 chapters flat. I hated him. I hated his pathetic weakness.
Then I died.
And I woke up as him.
Now, I'm that cannon fodder. I'm in the body of the fool I despised, on the eve of his public humiliation at the hands of the novel's god-like Alpha, Huo Yan. The worst part? I never finished the book. I know how I'm supposed to die, but I have no idea how this story ends.
My only guide is a faint voice in my head, a "Survival System" that gives me one simple, terrifying rule: Don't attract the protagonist.
So I have a plan. Be invisible. Be boring. Stay away from Huo Yan.
But I messed up. In one desperate moment to save my own skin, I did something unexpected. I showed a spark of talent the original "me" never had. And the Alpha, the man who should be looking at the female lead, is now looking at me.
His scent, a predator's frost, hunts me in crowded rooms. His eyes, dark and possessive, follow my every move. He cornered me after a gala, his voice a low growl against my ear. "You are not the Omega from the script," he whispered, his touch branding my skin. "You are a liar. And I will peel back every layer until I find the truth."
The plot is broken. The Alpha is obsessed. And my survival system is flashing red. I came here to avoid my death, but now I'm terrified I might just be the reason this story becomes a tragedy.
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Chapter: 50: The MirrorI woke at five AM and went to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. This was not unusual. I had been doing this since the first morning in this body — the specific habit of someone who needed to confirm, periodically, that the face looking back was still the one they'd been wearing. In the early weeks it had been anxiety. A check. A verification that the transmigration was still holding and the world hadn't reset overnight. Now it was something else. I stood in front of the mirror in the pre-dawn quiet and looked at the face that had been mine for almost two months and did what I had not done since the gala. A full honest accounting. Not survival probability. Not system warnings. Not canonical cross-references or tactical assessments or the running calculation of what was safe and what wasn't. Just: where are you. Who are you. What have you built. The face looking back was the original Zhan's face — the sharp jaw, the full mouth, the eyes that the novel had described as
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Chapter: 49: The Testimony QuestionThe name in his contacts was Wei Jian.Huo Yan told me this standing in the corridor outside the conference room, his phone still in his hand, the message still on the screen. He said the name the way you said the name of someone who had been filed under a specific category in your life — not forgotten, not forgiven, just stored. Placed somewhere with a label that said: unresolved."Who is he," I said."The investor's former partner," he said. "Business partner. Early in the investor's career before the investor decided he worked better without one." He paused. "They had a falling out approximately eleven years ago. I never knew the details. I only knew Wei Jian existed because his name appeared in some documentation connected to a project I was developing at the time and I looked into it briefly and then let it go.""Eleven years," I said."The same timeline as the communications on the server."We looked at each other."He knows about the server," I said."He knows something happene
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Chapter: 48: The Counter MoveWe found Liang in the conference room.He was already on his feet when we came through the door — he'd seen something on his laptop, some alert or notification from a system only he was monitoring, and his face had the specific quality of someone who had received bad news and was already three steps into the response."What is he going after?" Huo Yan said."The studio financing," Liang said. "Not the production directly. The money behind it." He turned the laptop so we could see the screen. "He's contacted the lead co-investor — the one who called you about the buyout offer. He's not making an offer this time. He's making a threat."Huo Yan looked at the screen."What kind of threat," he said."The co-investor has a project in development with a studio the investor has significant influence over. He's threatening to kill that project if the co-investor doesn't pull his financing from this production tonight." Liang paused. "He gave a two-hour window. It expires at eleven PM."I looke
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Chapter: 47: Huo Yan's PastThe afternoon meeting ran four hours.Dr. Fang's team, Liang, Chen Bo, Mei — all of them in the conference room with the documentation spread across the table and the specific focused energy of people who understood that the window they were working inside had edges and the edges were close. I sat through the first two hours and then Huo Yan looked at me across the table and said quietly: "Go. I'll find you after."I went.I walked the cliff path — the one that had been named in the unknown contact's message, the one that turned out to be Liang's misdirection, a location chosen because he knew neither of us would go there unguarded. In daylight it was simply a path. Fenced. Lit at intervals. The ocean below doing its patient work and the estate above doing its controlled version of the same.I walked it twice and thought about twenty years.Twenty years of a grudge maintained and organized and weaponized. Twenty years of a man building a collection of compromised people, placing them
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Chapter: 46: The Investor's Real WeaponThe legal team arrived at the estate by nine AM.Not remotely — physically. Three people, two of them carrying enough documentation to fill a small room, the third carrying a laptop and the specific focused energy of someone who had been briefed on the way over and was already three steps into the solution. Huo Yan had made the call at six-thirty. By seven they were on the road. By nine they were in the estate's conference room with the folder Liang had compiled and the server location and forty-eight hours on the clock.I sat in on the first hour of the meeting. Not as a participant — as a presence. Huo Yan had asked me to be there without explaining why, and I had learned by now that when he asked without explaining it was because the reason would take longer to say than the thing itself.The lead lawyer was a woman named Dr. Fang, fifty-something, with the particular economy of movement that belonged to people who had spent decades in rooms where every gesture carried weight. She r
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Chapter: 45: The SomeoneLiang was in the production office at six AM as he always was, as he had apparently always been — present before anyone else, managing the day's first complications before the day had officially begun, moving through the estate's systems with the quiet efficiency of someone who understood that invisible competence was the most powerful kind.I had been watching him do this for seven weeks and had catalogued it as simply how Liang operated.I had not understood, until last night, that I was watching someone run a parallel operation inside the one I could see.Huo Yan came in two minutes after me. He closed the door behind him. Liang looked up from his laptop and his expression did something I had never seen it do before — not surprise, not guilt, but the specific quality of a man who has been waiting for a particular conversation and is relieved it has finally arrived.He closed the laptop."You found her," he said."She found us," Huo Yan said. "Because you sent her.""Yes."The singl
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The Alpha Secret Obsession
Seraphina Voss came to Blackwood Academy with one goal: survive.
As an unranked Omega on a full scholarship, she doesn’t belong among the heirs, legacies, and powerful bloodlines that rule the most prestigious wolf academy in the country. She plans to keep her head down, earn her degree, and leave without anyone remembering her name.
That plan dies the moment Caden Ashveil notices her.
As the Alpha heir of Blackwood, Caden has spent years ignoring everyone who isn’t worth his attention. He doesn’t stare at scholarship students. He doesn’t break tradition. And he certainly doesn’t place a packless Omega in the most powerful founding pack on campus.
Yet he does all three for Seraphina.
The more she tries to avoid him, the more impossible it becomes. Strange reactions follow her wherever she goes. Old records surface. Questions about her family begin appearing from people who should have no reason to care who she is.
Then Caden asks a question that changes everything.
“Has anyone ever tested your bloodline formally?”
“I’m an Omega.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
As secrets buried for decades begin to unravel, Seraphina discovers that her arrival at Blackwood Academy may not have been an accident. Someone has been watching for her. Someone knows far more about her past than she does.
And Caden Ashveil may be the only person standing between her and a truth powerful enough to change the future of every bloodline at Blackwood.
She came to the academy looking for a place to belong.
She never expected to find an Alpha who was already obsessed with her.
A Dark Academy Werewolf Romance
Slow Burn • Mystery • Hidden Bloodlines • Powerful Alpha Hero • Academy Politics • Possessive Romance
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Chapter: 17: A Mole Among WolvesShe found Caden before curfew, in the small study off the pack's common room where he handled correspondence most evenings, and she didn't wait for him to look up before she spoke. "Someone approached me tonight. Past the east tree line." His pen stopped mid-word. He set it down slowly, and whatever he'd been writing lost his attention entirely. "Who." "I don't have a name. He wouldn't give me one." She closed the door behind her, dropping her voice out of habit now, the same instinct that had kept her from telling Maren where she was going tonight. "Older. Dark coat, no crest. He knew my real name. The one from the portrait." Caden's expression didn't change much, but something behind his eyes sharpened, the particular stillness she'd learned meant he was recalculating something faster than he wanted her to see. "What did he say." "That I'm not safe. That the people hunting me don't just want me dead anymore — which I already knew, thanks to Dene." She crossed the small room an
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Chapter: 16: The Stranger's WarningShe didn't run.Every instinct told her to — the cold weight of his attention, the wrongness of a stranger in a dark coat standing where no academy patrol had cleared him to stand, saying a name that should have been buried in one locked private hall. But running felt like handing him something, and she was tired of handing people things without knowing what they cost her."Say it again," she said. "My name. The real one."The figure tilted his head slightly, considering her the way you'd consider someone who'd surprised you by not doing what you expected. "You want to hear it twice.""I want to know how you have it at all.""That's a longer answer than we have time for tonight." His voice carried an accent she couldn't place, something old-fashioned in its cadence, like a man who'd learned to speak in a different era and never fully updated the habit. "But I didn't come here to frighten you, whatever it looks like from where you're standing.""You're standing in the dark at the edge
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Chapter: 15: The Face in the TreesShe left the dormitory at dusk, alone, against everything Maren had said an hour earlier."Don't," Maren had told her, arms crossed, standing in the doorway like she meant to physically block it. "Not after everything. Not alone.""I need air. I need ten minutes where nobody's watching me for a reaction.""That's exactly when something finds you. The stories always start with someone needing ten minutes alone."Seraphina had gone anyway. She was too full of everything Dene had told her to sit still in a narrow room with four walls closing in, the word marry sitting in her chest like a stone she couldn't put down.The grounds past the east courtyard were quiet at this hour, the last light draining gold out of the sky, academy buildings behind her thinning into open lawn and then into the edge of trees she recognized from the path to Caden's clearing, though she didn't take that turn tonight. She just walked, aimless, letting her feet carry her nowhere in particular.The memory came wit
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Chapter: 14: Dene's WarningThe note arrived folded inside a returned library book, easy to miss unless you were looking for it, which was precisely the point.Meet me in the archive. Come alone. Tell no one, not even Caden. — D.Seraphina read it twice, then burned it in the dormitory sink the way she'd learned to burn anything she didn't want found, and went to the archive alone that evening without telling a soul where she was going.Archivist Dene was waiting in the reading room off the main archive, not the basement testing chamber this time, a smaller space lined with locked cabinets and a single desk lamp casting most of the room into shadow. She looked up when Seraphina entered, and the careful composure she usually wore had thinned considerably since the morning of the assignment board."Close the door," Dene said.Seraphina did."I need you to understand something before I say anything else." Dene's hands were folded tight on the desk. "What I'm about to show you, I've gathered on my own time, without
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Chapter: 13: What the Prime Alpha Already KnewThe lanterns died in sequence, one after another, until only the portrait wall stood lit by whatever pale light still reached through the high windows above.Caden moved first, stepping between Seraphina and the dark end of the hall, every line of him gone taut. "Stay behind me."The cold reached them a moment later, thick and wrong, carrying nothing on it — no scent, no sound, no shape resolving out of the dark despite the open door and the guttered lanterns and every instinct in the room screaming that something had crossed the threshold.Then, as fast as it had come, it withdrew. The cold receded like a tide pulling back. The lanterns caught again, flame by flame, and the door at the end of the hall stood open on an empty corridor beyond it, nothing there, nothing that had ever seemed to be there except the absence it left behind.Isadora's hand was still locked around Seraphina's wrist, white-knuckled. "It does that," she said unsteadily. "Sometimes. When something significant hap
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Chapter: 12: Blackthorn's Wall of Ghosts"Take me there."Isadora blinked, some of her old composure trying to reassemble itself over the rawness still showing underneath. "Now?""You said there's a portrait. I want to see it." Seraphina's voice had gone flat, stripped of patience, the exhaustion from the shift still sitting heavy in her limbs but not heavy enough to slow her down. "I'm not waiting for a better time. There isn't going to be one."Caden shifted beside her. "Seraphina—""Don't." She didn't look at him. "You've had your turn tonight. You gave me a riddle instead of an answer. She's offering something real. I'm taking it."He didn't argue further, though she felt the tension radiating off him, the particular stillness of someone holding back words he'd already decided not to say. Isadora looked between them, some calculation moving behind her eyes that Seraphina couldn't fully read yet — not hostility anymore, not quite alliance either. Something uncertain and new, built out of shared fear instead of trust."My
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