MasukThird Person's POV
The color drained from every wolf's face.
Sybil's lips trembled as she mumbled under her breath, "No... that's impossible... that can't be right..."
Raymond shot her a suspicious look.
"Sybil, what are you talking about?"
"I..." Sybil glanced at the Princess, quickly averting her eyes to hide her guilt. "I just think this is all ridiculous..."
She grit her teeth and added, "What if that candle is packed with slow-acting toxins? If w
Third Person's POVBesides, if she really got expelled, it would bring shame to the entire Styxwarden Pack, and she would likely be cast out of the pack altogether.For the three she-wolves, that was the longest hour of their lives.When Valerie finally called time, they immediately ran to the shade of the trees, collapsing on the ground.They exchanged glances, their pheromones turning sour and metallic with raw anger. They were sure this incident would make them a laughingstock among their classmates, and they couldn't let that happen.So they decided to strike first by taking the matter straight to Lena.In the entire academy, Lena was the only instructor they truly respected. In class, Lena often introduced them to the customs and traditions of different regions across the Northern Kingdom. Her lessons were vivid and engaging—things these she-wolves, who had spent their entire lives inside the pack, had never heard before.They were confident that Lena would take their side. First
Third Person's POVShe had never met them before, but they recognized her immediately. On the day of the opening ceremony, Adelaide had given a speech on stage.The lead she-wolf spotted her, gave her a once-over, and sneered."So you're our Dean, Gamma Adelaide?" she drawled, stretching out each word. "Why are you still wearing the royal uniform? I almost mistook you for an alpha just now."After speaking, she cast a contemptuous glance at Adelaide.The other girls burst into laughter, the air thick with their overly sweet, arrogant scent. They clearly didn't take Adelaide seriously at all.Adelaide glanced at them. Each girl was dressed more luxuriously than the one before.Adelaide had been looking for an opportunity to put them in their place, and now they'd handed her one.She spoke sternly, "I heard that ever since you enrolled, you've formed your own clique at the academy and bullied anyone who refused to do what you sai
Third Person's POVThe article ended by portraying Abigail as ugly, rude, and lacking any refinement. It claimed she had been cursed by the Moon Goddess and was destined to become a rogue, doomed to suffer humiliation in the black market.After finishing the essays, Adelaide felt both amused and exasperated. The childish accusations were exactly what she would expect from a group of teenagers.She glanced at the students' names, and, as expected, it was the same group.Adelaide put down the assignments and looked at Abigail."Do you want me to handle this, or would you rather deal with them yourself?"Abigail replied, "I'm their teacher, so I'll take care of it. Something this small isn't worth bothering you over."She paused for a moment before continuing."I'm actually curious. They've been at the Royal Academy since they were kids and got a basic education. So how does a few-hundred-word essay end up half-full of grammar mis
Third Person's POVAnother student was Sasha Hale. The Blackwood Pack she belonged to also had a long history in New York.The alpha who founded the pack had once fought alongside the first Lycan King during his campaigns across the werewolf continent, playing a key role in the establishment of the Northern Kingdom. As a result, the descendants of the Blackwood Pack were recognized as founding members of the kingdom.However, in recent generations, the alphas had grown increasingly weak, completely lacking the strength and ambition of their predecessors, who once conquered rival empires. Now, the Blackwood Pack was merely a minor noble family in New York, rarely appearing at royal social gatherings.More importantly, before Lycan Erasmus ascended the throne, they had been closely allied with Ansley of the Silverfeather Pack. Since Ansley was Iris's son, they feared the king would suspect them of taking sides in factional conflicts. As a result, they kept
Third Person's POVThat was why Lycan Erasmus decided to let Germain return to Hudson City first.In fact, Lance didn't think it was a good idea to let him go at this time.As long as the werewolf warriors secretly protecting Germain remained hidden, they'd have to stay by his side around the clock if he remained in New York.But once he left, he might leave some of the warriors in the Blue Abyss Pack, which would pose a huge threat to New York's security.Lance frowned deeply. Why, after all this time investigating, did these warriors were still impossible to track down?"They keep insisting on inviting Paisley to the Blue Abyss Pack. That's very unusual."Caldwell rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. What he was about to say might come across as a little rude, but he said it anyway."Alpha Germain probably has a thing for Paisley and wants to claim her. We could use that as a reason to start a conflict with the pack."
Third Person's POVPaisley sat next to Sadi, purposefully angling her body away to avoid making eye contact with Germain.Germain, completely unfazed by her avoidance, leaned closer and started a conversation with her."My route back to Hudson City takes me right past your parents' place, Paisley. If you're up for it, you're more than welcome to travel back with me. You've been in New York for so long—it's a great chance to go home and visit them."Paisley gave him a frigid, sideways glare, her words clipping through gritted teeth. "Thanks for the generous offer, but I don't have any travel plans right now."Germain didn't miss a beat, letting out a low, amused chuckle."Fair enough. But what about a greeting card or a small gift? I'd be happy to drop it off for your father—though I suppose I'd need to know what he likes..."That hit a soft spot. Paisley had spent the last few years bouncing around out of town on her own whims, rarely coming back, and she knew it had been far too long
Third Person's POVAdelaide's group departed in two batches.Leonidas, Avery, and Digby left first in a jeep.Paisley and Adelaide weren't incapable of driving an off-road vehicle, but Lynette couldn't endure a long journey in one and had to accompany Adelaide in a more comfortable minivan.Traveli
Third Person's POVThat night, except for Klein, no one got any sleep.They were all absolutely exhausted. But Doctor Digby had said the night was critical.If Marsh could make it through, he'd have at least a ten percent chance of survival.Ten percent—it was a
Third Person's POVCaldwell and Tommy lay in a custom-made off-road vehicle. A thick, soft cushion was spread over them, and everyone carefully lifted Marsh on top. Tommy and Caldwell each extended an arm, firmly protecting Marsh's body.The life-and-death adventure commenced, with
Third Person's POVPaisley and Adelaide shuddered. A newborn baby, thrown to its death?What kind of heart could do that?Ramona gave a mirthless laugh. "Madison's estate hides countless such atrocities.""I had a brother. When my mother was pregnant, she felt it would







