LOGIN~ Marina's POV ~
Was Conrad being serious right now? Didn’t Principal Ramos clearly say that this academy wasn’t biased? That students were meant to share rooms equally? Then why… why was he ordering me to leave like I didn’t belong here? Shouldn’t I be the one asking him to leave, since I’m pretending to be Louis and Louis on the other hand happened to be the son of the Supreme Alpha who governs all werewolves in Dravenmoor, including his own pack? I won’t leave the room just because he asked me to. I’m also a student just like him, and even though I’m pretending to be Louis, I still have equal rights to this room just the same way he does. I opened my mouth, ready to tell him I wasn’t moving an inch, but Conrad grabbed me roughly and violently. A sharp gasp tore from my lips as he yanked me off the bed like I weighed nothing. His nails dug into my arm, piercing deep enough to make my vision blur. Pain exploded through me. “Ouch!” I yelped, unable to bear the intensity of his grip… after all, I’m still a girl. “Why?” he snarled, his cold hazel eyes locking onto mine like a predator ready to strike. “You can’t even endure a simple grip. It’s disgusting!” He is holding me so tight and he dares say it’s a simple grip? “It’s annoying that you’re the Supreme Alpha’s son,” he continued, his voice dripping with venom. “But guess what? I don’t care. You and your weak self are getting out of this room.” “You can’t just ask me to leave!” I snapped, trying to break free from his grip, but I couldn’t. It’s pointless anyways, since he’s a boy… and not just any boy, but the future Alpha of his pack. “And why not?” he shot back, tightening his hold until I felt like my arm would snap. “I have every right to kick you out, Louis. Your presence alone irritates me. If I had known who you were earlier…” his lips curled in disgust, “…I would’ve killed you before you even stepped into this academy.” His words hit harder than his grip. The hatred in his eyes… it wasn’t hidden. It burned openly, fiercely. How could someone hate another person this much… just because they were weak? It wasn’t Louis’s fault that he’s weak and can’t shift. I’m sure he didn’t wish to be weak. No werewolf wants to be weak. “It’s not my fault that I’m weak,” I said, forcing myself to meet his gaze, pretending to be Louis even as my heart pounded wildly. “I didn’t choose this, Conrad. Hating me for it… that’s childish.” A low, dangerous chuckle left his lips. His eyebrows arched slowly. His grip tightened. Pain shot through me again, but I bit down hard on my lip, refusing to make another sound. “Did you just call me childish?” he asked. His hazel eyes became even colder, almost as if he was ready to snap my head off my neck. I was terrified of him. But I won’t let him know how much he scares me. Doing that will make him belittle me even more, which I didn’t want, because I entered this academy to get my revenge. “You’re being childish, Conrad. Just because you were privileged to have your wolf and strength doesn’t mean you should look down on others. Maybe you’re forgetting that I’m the son of the Supreme Alpha. Sending scorpion as a gift for me is already in the past, but I won’t let you kick me out of this room. Just because you said I should leave doesn’t mean I should follow your older like a lapdog.” I swallowed, forcing confidence into my tone. My words must’ve angered him so much, because I could see the veins in his neck. “You think I can’t kick you out? Then watch me.” he growled. He didn’t give me a chance to blink and began dragging me out of the room as if I was a criminal. “Let me go, Conrad!” I shouted, struggling, kicking, trying to break free—but he didn’t even flinch. It was like fighting a wall. “Conrad!” I screamed, my voice echoing through the long hallway as he pulled me along. Doors opened and the students began to step out of their rooms, hearing my voice. But they stared, glued to their doorways, not moving an inch as if they were afraid of Conrad. They’re future Alphas too—why are they scared of him? They should help me rather than watching me like I’m entertainment to them. “Let me go!” I yelled again, desperation creeping into my voice. But he didn’t stop. Not until we were outside. Then… he shoved me to the ground. I hit the ground, my knees slamming against the rough surface. Pain shot through me instantly, sharp and merciless. A broken gasp escaped my lips. My knee throbbed. Warm blood trickled down my skin. I haven’t even healed from my sore feet… and now this? “Why are you doing this to me? Don’t you have a heart!” I yelled at him, trying to hold back the tears that were about to fall from my eyes. I can’t cry. Boys don’t cry easily. If I do… he might sense that I’m a girl. Conrad stepped closer, his shadow falling over me. He crouched down and grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look at him. “I’m sure you know how much I hate you, Louis. I can’t stand you. I can’t even breathe the same air you breathe. You’re not in your precious castle where the warriors are always there to protect you. You’re in Moonreign Academy, and it’s far from your precious castle. Which means I can always do what I want with you. You can’t win over me, so if you don’t want your life to be a living hell, I have two options for you. Don’t come anywhere close to my room, avoid me at all costs, or better yet, return to your castle and continue hiding your face from everyone. That’s what you’re good at, right?” I stared at Conrad. I wanted to tell him that I wasn’t Louis… and that he shouldn’t do this to me. But I held back. I risk everything to be here. I can’t let his little threat get into me. “I’m warning you, Louis. I don’t want to meet eye to eye with you.” he said finally, releasing me and standing up. I watched him disappear… until he was completely out of sight. I let down the tears I had been holding. But I didn’t cry for too long. I shouldn’t allow that giraffe to be the reason for my tears. “You need to stay strong, Marina. You need to be strong. That’s the only way you can get your revenge on these pack of wolves.” I said to myself, cleaning my face dry from my tears. I’m going to talk to Principal Ramos. It’s better if I stay away from anything that has to do with Conrad. He’s ruthless, and he’s the least of the person I needed to come face to face with. I will ask Principal Ramos to give me another roommate. It’s not like I wanted to be roommates with Conrad to begin with. He thinks he’s the only one with hatred burning in his soul. He hates me because he thinks I’m Louis. I hate him for existing. The moment I have my wolf and become stronger, he’ll be the first person I will kill.” I tried to get up from the ground, but the pain was unbearable. My feet hurt, likewise my knee too. If I had gotten my wolf, I would be expecting to heal by the breaking of the next day. But I’m wolf-less, which makes me no different from an ordinary human. I tried to stand up again, but the sharp pain sent me back to the ground. “Do you need help?” a voice suddenly said. I lifted my head from my knee to see someone approaching me. He wasn’t dangerously handsome like Conrad… but he’s okay. He finally approached me and squatted in front of me. When our eyes met, he gave me a smile that made my heart flutter. “I see you’ve gotten into trouble with Conrad on your first day here,” he said lightly, like it was almost amusing. “I… I didn’t do anything wrong,” I muttered. “I know,” he said softly. “It’s Conrad. He has… issues with anger.” “You know him?” I whispered, staring at him. He chuckled softly. “Everyone knows Conrad,” he smiled at me. “We should do something about your wounds,” he added a few seconds later after observing my wounds. “But… I can’t walk,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’ll help you,” he said. Without warning, he lifted me effortlessly from the ground. A shocked gasp escaped me as my body froze in his arms. My eyes widened as I stared into his green eyes, my heart racing uncontrollably. Why? Why would he carry me like this? …Does he know? Does he know I’m a girl?~ Marina's POV ~ "Are you ok?" Dylan asked as we walked side by side through the vast compound of the academy. I had just finished breakfast. Thankfully my uniform dried up before the next class, so I was privileged to attend the class. Even while I sat among the pack wolves, I couldn't help but think that they all wanted one goal just like Dorian and Dylan... and that's to kill my kind. I didn't pay any attention to whatever the teacher was saying, and thankfully he didn't notice my lost gaze. Conrad and Jaxon didn't attend the second class. I didn't give a single fuck about Conrad... but Jaxon, I also wondered if he came to Moonreign Academy to be stronger so he could kill all living rogues. I didn't even know when the class ended, and when Dylan offered to show me around the academy, I agreed without thinking. Yet here I was now, walking beside him in silence, my eyes fixed on nothing in particular while his voice became a dull murmur in the background. I stopped walkin
~ Marina's POV ~ Jaxon left for his room so he could freshen up from the bloodstains all over him. I felt really bad for the wounds he sustained because of me, but despite that, a small wave of relief washed over me knowing that by the breaking of dawn, his wounds would heal. That was the advantage of having your wolf. Wounds tend to heal at the breaking of dawn. But unfortunately for me, I wasn’t privileged enough to have that blessing. Since I haven't made my shift yet, my wounds take time to heal—just like the ones I have on my knee and beneath my feet. While Jaxon went to his room, I went to the cafeteria because I was very hungry. He was kind enough to show me the cafeteria hall before leaving. At first, the pack wolf at the door of the entrance of the cafeteria didn't allow me to enter the cafeteria because I wasn't wearing my uniform, but after I explained how Conrad tempered with my uniform, he allowed me to enter the cafeteria. I was grateful to him, at least he wasn't
~ Marian's POV ~ I fought with every ounce of strength left in me, struggling desperately to break free from his crushing grip, but it was useless. It felt like I was trapped in an endless nightmare, and every movement only made his hold tighten around me. His fingers dug into me like iron. . "Conrad... please," I begged, my voice trembling as tears shimmered helplessly in my eyes. I was one thread away from passing out. If I wasn't wolf-less, maybe I would have been strong enough to shove him off me. Maybe I wouldn’t feel this helpless. "Con... rad" I forced his name out between ragged breaths, fighting to keep my eyes open. I was terrified. If I closed my eyes now, I might never open them again. I can’t die. Not yet. Not now. Not when I haven't gotten my revenge on these pack wolves. "Please... stop." I pleaded again, every word soaked in desperation as tears spilled freely down my cheeks. I couldn’t stop them anymore. Fear had cracked me open completely.
~ Marina's POV ~ I knew Conrad had promised to make my stay here in Moonreign Academy miserable, but tampering with my uniform? That was far too childish… even for someone as insufferable as him. Anger simmered inside me as I wrung the water out of the soaked fabric with trembling hands. Water dripped endlessly onto the floor, but no matter how hard I squeezed, the uniform remained damp and heavy. It needed sunlight to dry properly, and judging by the dull, gray sky outside, that would take hours. My heart began to pound. I don't want to be late. Not on my very first day. Principal Ramos had made it painfully clear that lateness came with punishment, and no one was exempt — not even someone from a powerful family. Aside from the punishment, I needed to stay in everyone’s good graces. I need to make them trust me. If I'm on their good side, it would make it easier for them to trust. With my uniform still drenched in water, I hurriedly took my bath. My movements were rushed and
~ Marina's POV ~ I let out what felt like my sixth sigh of the night as I rolled restlessly across the bed, the sheets twisting around my legs. Sleep refused to come, no matter how hard I tried. It wasn’t entirely because of Conrad’s threat… though, if I was being honest, his cold words still lingered in the back of my mind like a shadow. But that wasn’t what truly kept me awake. It was my parents. The moment I closed my eyes, their faces appeared before me so vividly that it made my chest ache. Father’s warm smile. Mother’s distant but familiar gaze. The guilt pressed heavily against my heart, making it impossible to breathe, let alone sleep. If the pack wolves hadn’t attacked our little village, Father would still be here, probably sitting beside me and telling me one of his endless stories about how cruel and merciless the pack wolves truly were. Sometimes those stories would make us laugh. Other times, our conversations turned serious—especially when he spoke about my inabil
~ Marina's POV ~ I winced sharply as he applied the ointment to my wounded skin. A sharp sting shot through me, making my fingers curl into fists. It burned—far worse than I expected—but I forced myself to stay still, biting down on the urge to hiss in pain. I couldn’t afford to look weak. He had brought me to a quiet, hidden corner of the academy, away from prying eyes, and immediately began treating my wounds without hesitation. “All done,” he said with a soft smile. His voice was calm—almost comforting. “Your wounds won’t sting that much anymore. But you would’ve had the advantage if you had your wolf.” I nodded slowly, my gaze lingering on his face longer than necessary. Why was he being so… nice? “Don’t mind Conrad, okay?” he added gently, reaching out to pat my hair. My heart skipped. Before I could think, I slapped his hand away and shot up from the rock, ignoring the sharp pain that flared through my leg. What was he doing?! I limped a few steps away,







