LOGINWhen I pushed open the dormitory door, two unfamiliar faces greeted me, along with two others from the Hollow Pack I hadn’t expected to see, and one of them was Luna Rosalia.
They were all seated on the couch, but the second I stepped in, their heads turned toward me in unison.
“Where have you been?” Vada asked immediately. She was a vow-maid in my pack.
My pulse quickened. What were they doing here?
“I assume she’s the daughter you were looking for?” one of the unfamiliar girls asked, clearly cautious around Luna Rosalia.
“She’s not my daughter!” Luna Rosalia’s tone was sharp. She rose from the couch and fixed her eyes on me. “Let’s talk in the bedroom.”
Without waiting for a response, she walked into one of the rooms. I had no choice but to follow.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, keeping my voice cold. “It’s a six-hour journey to this place. I never imagined I was important enough to warrant a personal visit from the Luna.”
The corner of her mouth curved slightly. “I’m here to help Vada get into the Lycan Academy, not for ‘anyone’ else.”
“Helping her?” I let out a humorless laugh. “Or watching me? Making sure I don’t stand out, don’t score too high?” I stepped closer. “You want those words to stay on me; disgrace, unworthy, worthless!”
Her expressions hardened. “Don’t twist my words into accusations! I help every she-wolf in my pack!”
“Except me!” I shot back, my teeth grinding.
A soft knock interrupted us.
“Is… everything alright in there?” one of the girls asked gently from outside.
Luna Rosalia’s hand shot out and gripped my arm, yanking me closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “Remember what I told you, I’m the one keeping your mother safe, Gwen. Do something reckless, and I will make sure you never see her again!”
Rage exploded in my chest. I wrenched my arm free, stumbling back a step.
“Is that even true, Luna Rosalia?” I challenged. “When have I ever seen my mother for you to claim she’s in your possession? You’ve been repeating the same lie for years!”
In response, she calmly pulled out her phone and made a call, switching it to the speaker so I could hear every second.
“My dog isn’t following me and doesn’t believe what I’m saying…” Luna Rosalia said flatly. “Cut ‘that’ woman’s finger!”
A scream pierced through the line.
“No, don’t come near me! You’re monsters! The Moon Goddess is watching…”
My body trembled as the sound echoed in my ears.
“Let me go, please, let me go!”
“Stop!” I shouted, my voice breaking.
Every instinct told me to shift, to fight, but the academy’s magic held that door shut. No one within these walls could shift or use abilities of any kind. It was meant to keep things fair among students from different packs. Right now, it has only kept me helpless.
Luna Rosalia lowered the phone and looked at me. The corner of her mouth lifted when she found what she was looking for in my face; the fear she never seemed to tire of collecting.
“You see?” she murmured as she stepped closer “You’re still as pathetic as ever, Gwen.”
“Listen carefully, Gwen. You may stay and finish your studies here, I prefer you out of the pack, frankly… but you will not be leaving this academy with anything to be proud of. Are we understood?”
She walked out without waiting for an answer.
I stood there, breathing through the anger that had nowhere to go.
She knew I was a threat, especially since she had no wolf heir of her own to take my father’s place as alpha eventually. My existence, however inconvenient she made it feel, was a problem she couldn’t simply ignore. And so, she found another way to keep me in line.
And no one knew the truth, not even Rumi.
The first time she manipulated me, I told my father she was hiding my mother, but I was the one who got punished. Rosalia played the innocent, twisting everything until I became the liar, the illegitimate daughter who dared to accuse her.
The way she acted in front of my pack was nothing like how she was when we were alone.
I had learned, slowly and painfully, that no one was going to believe the difference.
“Where were you last night?!” Vada’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Our roommates said they didn’t see you.”
“Our?” I repeated, frowning as realization settled in. “Rosalia sent you here to watch me.”
“And what if that’s true? At least I can use this chance to get into the academy…”
I studied her for a moment before asking, “Be honest with me… do you know where Luna Rosalia is hiding my mother?”
Her throat moved as she swallowed. The silence stretched a beat too long.
“Remember, I’m not here as your friend, Gwen! And I think it’s better for both of us if it stays that way!” Vada said before turning and leaving the room.
I’m certain she’s hiding something. I saw it in her eyes, that same fear I recognize in my own whenever my mother is mentioned. This time, it was reflected in hers.
I need to watch Vada more closely… and find something I can use to pull her onto my side.
When I pushed open the dormitory door, two unfamiliar faces greeted me, along with two others from the Hollow Pack I hadn’t expected to see, and one of them was Luna Rosalia. They were all seated on the couch, but the second I stepped in, their heads turned toward me in unison. “Where have you been?” Vada asked immediately. She was a vow-maid in my pack. My pulse quickened. What were they doing here? “I assume she’s the daughter you were looking for?” one of the unfamiliar girls asked, clearly cautious around Luna Rosalia. “She’s not my daughter!” Luna Rosalia’s tone was sharp. She rose from the couch and fixed her eyes on me. “Let’s talk in the bedroom.” Without waiting for a response, she walked into one of the rooms. I had no choice but to follow. “What are you doing here?” I asked, keeping my voice cold. “It’s a six-hour journey to this place. I never imagined I was important enough to warrant a personal visit from the Luna.” The corner of her mouth curved slightly. “I’m h
Muriel’s smile was all warmth on the surface, but my thoughts were anything but calm. It wouldn’t be surprising if Soren eventually found out about my marriage to the Blackwoods. “I’ve heard quite a bit about you from Soren’s friends,” she said pleasantly. “I just hope they’re good things,” I replied. She smiled again, but there was something calculating in her eyes that made my chest tighten. Soren’s phone rang, cutting through the tension. He pulled it from his pocket and glanced at the screen. “It’s Dad from the pack. Give me a second.” The moment he turned away, something shifted in the air between us. I was already moving to leave when Muriel stepped forward and shoved me hard in the chest. “I know why you’re here at the Lycan Academy,” she said coldly. “But just like the others drooling over Soren, you don’t stand a chance. So, I’ll give you a choice to leave!” I barely had time to process her words, let alone respond, when she suddenly stumbled back and fell. “Muriel!”
“I accept the marriage alliance with the Blackwood Pack…” The words felt heavy the moment they left my lips. I didn’t even need the time my father had given me to prove my mate bond with Soren. That alone was embarrassing enough, but what made it worse was how he didn’t question me at all, as if he had already expected this outcome. Silence stretched across the line before his reply finally came. “I’ll send word to Alpha Derrick immediately. The marriage will take place in three months.” I swallowed, gripping my phone a little tighter. “Can I ask what you’re getting in return for this alliance with the Blackwood?” Before he could shut me down, I added, “I have a right to know, given that I’m the one being offered.” He let out a quiet breath. “We needed their security. In exchange, the Blackwood Pack will be permitted to use our land in the southern part of Hollow.” I fell silent at that. The Hollow Pack had always been rich in land, a vast territory that many envied and sought
My mind is a mess. I pushed myself to get into Lycan Academy because, just as Rumi said, it was part of my agreement with Soren. This is the most prestigious school for wolves, one that doesn’t favor any pack, no matter where they come from, because it answers only to its own standards. I had told myself I would study here so that Soren would never have to be embarrassed because of me. But now… I don’t know anymore. A knock at the door pulled me out of my thoughts. When I opened it, the House Matron stood in the hallway, her gaze slowly sweeping from head to toe. She held a sheet of paper, checking it with practiced authority. “Gwyneth Valerius?” she asked. “Yes.” “There’s a general assembly at the main building. House rules and school regulations will be explained.” She was already turning away when she added, sharp as a whip, “Get moving. Now, or it’ll cost you a markdown!” She was just as intimidating as my first impression of her. Not wanting to risk it, I hurried into a ho
“Gwen?” Rumi’s voice snapped me out of my daze after I froze at what I had just witnessed. For a second, I tried to convince myself it was nothing, desperately gaslighting my own thoughts. But my heart had already dropped the moment Soren and the woman kissed. She has blonde hair, effortlessly beautiful and polished, dressed in a stylish designer outfit, her bag resting neatly on her arm. Rumi looked at me. The pity on her face said everything. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. Tears slipped down my cheeks before I turned and walked away. “Gwen, wait!” she called after me. “Did you know about this?” I demanded, my voice rising as I kept walking. She hesitated, clearly struggling to find the right words. When we reached the corner, I stopped and turned to face her. “I need to talk to him,” I said. “Maybe it’s nothing… We have an agreement, Rumi!” Even as I said it, I could hear how desperate it sounded. But in that moment, I was willing to accept any explanation Soren could gi
[Gwyneth] They say the Moon Goddess will grant you the things you desire most, as long as the moon and time are aligned. I’ve believed in her for as long as I can remember. That’s why I’ve always been certain that Soren and I are mates, from the very moment I first understood what love was. *** “What?” I asked in disbelief, the word slipping out as I stared at Alpha Conrad, my father, still unable to absorb what he had just said. He had summoned me to his private den before I departed for Lycan Academy, where I was supposed to continue my studies. I had assumed it would be a brief, formal send-off. It was anything but. “I said you are going to marry the first son of the Blackwood Pack in three months,” he repeated firmly. “No… how can you do this to me?” My voice trembled as the reality began to sink in. “Because you are my daughter!” he snapped. “But why me? You’re doing this because I’m your illegitimate child!” I blurted, unable to stop myself. It was the painful truth that







