LOGINI didn’t know how long I ran.
My legs burned, lungs screaming, the world blurring past me as the trees swallowed my tears. The forest had always been my refuge the one place where the pack’s whispers couldn’t follow, where my name didn’t feel like a curse on someone’s tongue.
My chest hurt, not from the run, but from the way my father’s words still echoed inside me.
You will never be more than what you are.
I didn’t stop until my feet carried me to the narrow path only two people knew existed. A sharp turn between thick vines, a fallen oak that formed a natural arch, and then there it was.
Our place.
The clearing opened like a secret the world had agreed to keep. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, painting gold over the grass. The old training posts stood where we’d built them years ago, scarred from endless sparring sessions and stubborn dreams.
I dropped to my knees, breath hitching as everything I’d been holding in finally spilled out. My hands curled into the dirt.
“I did everything right,” I whispered to the empty air. “Why is it never enough?”
A familiar scent reached me before I heard the footsteps warm, grounding, unmistakably him.
“Bella?”
I didn’t look up. I didn’t trust myself to.
Rohan stepped into the clearing, tall and broad-shouldered, his presence calm and steady like always. He’d been my shadow since childhood my training partner, my protector, my safe place when the world felt too heavy.
“Hey,” he said softly, kneeling beside me. “What happened?”
I laughed weakly. “You could say my life just fell apart.”
He waited. He always did. Never pushed. Never rushed me.
I pulled the letter from my pocket, now wrinkled and worn, and handed it to him.
His eyes moved across the page. I watched his expression shift surprise, then confusion, then something darker I couldn’t quite place.
“You got accepted,” he said slowly.
I nodded. “I trained for it in secret. Every night. Every bruise… every failure… it was all for this.”
His jaw tightened. “Bella”
“My father said I’d disgrace the family,” I rushed on, the words spilling like blood from a wound. “Selene laughed at me. They all think I’m a joke.”
Rohan exhaled deeply, rubbing a hand over his face.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
The way he said it made my stomach sink.
“You don’t believe I can do it,” I whispered.
“That’s not” He paused, searching for words. “The Alpha Academy isn’t like training here. It’s brutal. Political. Dangerous. They don’t accept omegas easily especially female ones.”
“I know that!” My voice cracked. “That’s why I have to go.”
He looked at me then, really looked at me, and the worry in his eyes hurt worse than anger.
“Bella, listen to me,” he said carefully. “They won’t protect you there. And I can’t be there to stop them if something goes wrong.”
“So you don’t believe in me either,” I whispered.
“That’s not what I’m saying!”
“But it’s what you mean.” I stood, stepping back from him. “You trained me. You saw how hard I worked. And still… you think I’ll fail.”
He stood too, reaching for me. “I think the world is cruel to people like us.”
I shook my head. “No. You think I’m weak.”
Silence stretched between us, thick and aching.
“Bella,” he said quietly, “I don’t want to lose you.”
The words almost broke me.
But then another presence rolled into the clearing powerful, commanding, electric.
My breath caught.
The air shifted, heavy with authority. My instincts screamed before my mind could catch up.
Someone else was here.
I turned slowly.
He stood at the edge of the clearing like he belonged to the forest itself tall, broad, with sharp features and eyes that seemed to pierce straight through me. His aura pressed against my senses, strong and undeniable.
Alpha.
Not just any Alpha.
Power.
My knees nearly buckled as something deep inside me reacted violently heat blooming under my skin, my heart racing, my wolf howling in recognition.
No.
No, no, no
The bond snapped into place with a force that stole my breath.
Mate.
I staggered back, gasping, one hand clutching my chest.
“What” I whispered, panic flooding me.
Rohan stiffened beside me. “Brother,” he said sharply.
Brother.
My eyes flew to him.
This was Rohan’s brother?
The Alpha’s gaze snapped to me, eyes darkening as realization struck. I felt it then the invisible thread pulling tight between us, ancient and undeniable.
His expression shifted from confusion to shock… then to something dangerously close to awe.
“You,” he murmured.
I shook my head, stepping back again. “No. This, this can’t be happening.”
The bond pulsed, warm and terrifying, lighting every nerve in my body.
I had spent my whole life being told I was nothing.
And now fate had chosen me.
The Alpha stepped forward instinctively, his voice low. “You’re”
“Don’t,” I said, breathless. “Please.”
I couldn’t handle this. Not now. Not after everything.
Rohan moved between us, jaw clenched. “Stay back.”
The Alpha’s eyes flicked to him, sharp. “You knew?”
“I didn’t,” Rohan snapped. “But she’s not some prize for you to claim.”
The tension was suffocating.
I felt torn in two fear and something dangerously close to longing warring inside me.
The Alpha inhaled slowly, steadying himself. “I didn’t come here for this,” he said. “I came to get you, Rohan. The council summoned me early.”
His gaze flicked back to me, softer now, conflicted.
“But I won’t pretend I didn’t feel that,” he added quietly.
My heart hammered.
I wrapped my arms around myself, grounding my shaking body. “I don’t want a bond,” I whispered. “I just want a chance.”
Something shifted in his expression then respect, maybe.
“You have more strength than you realize,” he said.
Rohan looked between us, torn, protective instincts warring with loyalty.
“I’m leaving for the Academy,” I said suddenly, surprising even myself. “With or without anyone’s blessing.”
Silence followed.
Then the Alpha nodded once. “Good.”
I blinked.
“You’ll need allies there,” he continued. “Enemies too. But you won’t be invisible.”
Rohan stared at him. “You’re not serious.”
“I am,” his brother replied. “And if she’s going to survive what’s coming… she’ll need to be stronger than all of us.”
His gaze locked with mine, intense and unreadable.
The bond pulsed again soft, steady, inevitable.
For the first time since the letter arrived, something inside me steadied.
Maybe this path was dangerous.
Maybe it would break me.
But as I stood between two Alphas one who feared losing me, and one fate had chosen for me I realized something profound.
I was no longer running.
And this time…
I would fight.
Bella POVThe floor buckled under my feet like the Academy had just taken a punch from something underneath it.I slammed my palm against the wall to keep it from going down as screams ripped through the corridor. Red light tore through the stone seams, hot and wrong, and the pull in my chest snapped tight like someone had yanked a chain attached to my heart.The ritual had started.“Lyra,” I breathed, already moving.I didn’t think, didn’t plan, I ran.Students were scattering everywhere, some crying, some frozen, some shifting half-way like their bodies couldn’t decide what to be anymore. A girl slammed into me, eyes wild. “It’s below”Another tremor cut her off.The Academy groaned like it was alive and didn’t like what was happening to it.I felt it then.That hum, low and steady. The same hum I’d felt in the chamber before they dragged me away. The same one that had hesitated when my blood hit the stone.“It answered,” I whispered.That was worse than failure.I skidded around a
Lyra POVI shattered the bowl before the blood even finished steaming.Stones cracked. Shards flew. The sound echoed too loud in the chamber, bouncing off walls that had heard worse things than anger but still seemed to flinch at mine.The blood splashed across the etched floor, hissing softly where it met the old sigils, like it was offended I’d denied it purpose.“She was not meant to be there.”The chamber pulsed faintly in response, moonlight bleeding through the cracks in the ceiling like it was listening, like it was amused. The walls always reacted when emotions ran too close to the truth. This place had been fed too many confessions over the centuries to stay neutral.“She wasn’t meant to touch it,” I continued, pacing the circle. “She wasn’t meant to wake anything.”The shadow in the far corner shifted, pulling itself taller, denser, until the darkness felt occupied rather than empty.“You planned for her arrival,” it said calmly.“I planned for her timing,” I snapped. “Not f
Jake POVThey dragged Bella past me like she was already a problem they’d solved.That was the first thing that snapped something in my head.Not the blood on her hands.Not the alarms screaming like the Academy itself was panicking.Not even the way the stone under my boots vibrated like it wanted to throw us all off.It was the way no one asked why.“Take her to the healers,” one of the elders said, sharp and final, like a verdict. “Contain the wing. Lock it down.”Contain.That word hit wrong.“Wait,” I said, stepping forward. “What happened?”No one answered me.Bella’s head lolled slightly as they pulled her along, but her eyes stayed open. Focused. Too focused for someone who’d just nearly torn herself apart.She looked at me. Not pleading nor scared.“She knows,” Bella rasped, voice barely carrying over the noise. “And she’s not done.”Then she was gone.The doors slammed, the alarms cut off.And suddenly it was too quiet.Lyra touched my arm.I flinched.It surprised both of u
Bella POVI stopped telling anyone where I was going. That was the first change.No more explanations, no more “I’ll be back.” No more looking over my shoulder to see who might be watching or pretending not to.If the Academy wanted me blind, I’d move in the dark on purpose.The second change came quietly.I stopped trusting Jake.Not because I wanted to. Because every time I opened my mouth to warn him, I saw Lyra’s voice sitting comfortably in his head, soft and familiar, smoothing over my words before they could land.So I shut up.And I started preparing alone.The place I found wasn’t on any map.The first thing I noticed was the smell.Not blood, not magic. Dust. The kind that settles only when no one’s walked a place for years.It was under the old south wing, past three sealed doors and a staircase that smelled like rust and old magic. The wards there were tired. Not broken, just old. Like they’d been holding their breath for too long.That thing inside me pulled hard as I des
Bella POVMy foot slid.I barely caught myself before my blade went too deep into the training post. The wood cracked clean in half, split. Like it had been waiting.Jake cursed behind me.“Bella.”I didn’t turn. My chest was tight, breath sharp, skin buzzing like it always did when the moon sat too high and my control got thin.“I said stop,” Jake added.I finally faced him. “I didn’t lose it.”“You almost did.”“Almost doesn’t count.”He ran a hand through his hair, frustration written all over him. “This isn’t a game.”“Neither is whatever the Academy’s doing to me.”That made him pause.Before he could answer, slow footsteps echoed across the stone.Lyra.She stopped just outside the circle, arms folded like she’d been standing there for ages.“You always trained too late,” she said to Jake, smiling. “I used to tell you that was when instincts got loud.”Jake smiled back.Something in my chest tightened.“She’s pushing herself,” Jake said.Lyra’s gaze slid to me, sharp and measuri
Bella’s POV The applause didn’t stop when Jake was led off the platform.That was the worst part.People were clapping like something good had happened. Like they hadn’t just watched the elders humiliate their Alpha and quietly blame an omega for it. Like they hadn’t just seen power bend because the right family walked in at the right time.I stood there, hands clenched, pretending my chest didn’t feel like it was cracking open.The crowd broke into noise. Talking, laughing, speculating. The Academy does that thing it always does; chews on drama and spits out versions that taste better than the truth.“She shouldn’t have been there.” “He chose wrong.” “That Lyra girl though… Did you see her?” “Alpha blood recognizes alpha blood.”I walked passed, because if I stayed one more second, I was going to do something stupid.My boots hit stone hard as I cut through the corridor. Every step felt watched. Like eyes were tracking me from behind walls.Good. Let them watch.They already decided







