I never wanted to be entangled with wolves, but here I am…in the Wolves Academy, wrapped in a heated web of lust, love, and passion. As a trained hunter, I had a mission to find the Alpha's secret son, who killed my brother. Little did I expect the two most popular boys would set a target on my back. Pretending a student is already a risk to my life…and they make it even challenging, always keeping me on the edge, anxious. Only one thought threatens my heart...How long can I keep my identity a secret?
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I kneel on the muddy grass, holding his cold body in my weak arms. My soul is shaking to the core seeing my brother struggling for his last breath. “Don’t leave me, Hale!” I wrap my fingers around his palm. When Hale was on protection duty guarding the Green Line, a wolf stepped onto our territory and ripped off my brother's chest with his claws. The guards changed every night for duty according to the shifts. Unfortunately, it was my brother's turn. “Who did this to you?” “Tell me, Hale!” “Tell me the name!” His teary eyes look into mine and he falters to speak the words. “Tell me, please!” “Alpha's son…” He releases his last breath. HALE!” “WAKE UP, PLEASE!” His hand slips down from the grip of my fist. We are from a small village, located on the outskirts of the Kezent Moon pack. We are born to hunt wolf wolves, called Red Hunters. The Red Hunters and the Kezent Moon pack are always on each other's necks. The wolves want to expand their territory by wiping off the entire hunter's village, and we hunters are protecting ourselves against wolves. It all started with a war. In the past, a wolf from the Kezent Moon pack accidentally killed a child of a red hunter while shifting into his wolf. The incident led to a huge war between the Kezent Moon pack and the Red Hunters. Lozark Aylestone, the infamous Alpha of the Kezent Moon pack led the war from the side of wolves. His cruelty against hunters knew no limits. He forced a list of strict rules upon his pack, and those who protested faced a brutal death. The war took the lives of many wolves and hunters, including Lozark's mate. He blamed the red hunters for the tragedy and went on a rampage, killing every hunter who was found on his territory. After the bloodbath, the three elders from the Red Hunters' village and the Kezent Moon pack formed a divide named Green Line. The line acted as a peace treaty, separating the Red Hunters’ village from the Kezent Moon pack. Crossing the Green Line meant death. Wolves openly murdered the Red Hunters when found on their side of the Line, whereas we hid our faces beneath black masks and hunted the wolves upon catching their sight on our side. As hunters, we were trained to hunt in the darkness. "Aria!" A familiar voice calls my name. Scott, Hale’s friend, stands before me, casting a shadow upon my presence and balancing tears in his brown eyes. Shifting my fierce gaze to his colorless face, my voice tells him about Hale's last words. “Where can we find that Alpha's son?” “No one knows him.” He utters the words, deepened with disappointment. Since Lozark made so many enemies while climbing the ladder of power, he never revealed his son’s name or face to the pack. He was protecting his son, waiting for the right moment when he would inherit the Alpha's throne. The enemies were waiting to wipe off his heir chain to conquer the pack. “There’s a rumor in the Kezent Moon pack,” Scott mumbles beneath his heavy breath. “Everyone says Lozark’s son is a student in the prestigious Wolves Academy. He is around twenty-two. Lozark must have given him a fake name with an ID. He's attending the academy as a normal student but no one knows what he looks like or what classes he attends.” The elders of the Kezent Moon pack made a sole rule for a wolf's strength recognition. Every wolf in the Kezent Moon pack must attend the Wolves Academy. An Alpha's son can only become the next Alpha when he graduates from the academy. “I will find him…even if he's hiding six feet under the ground.” My voice rises from the pain in my heart. “You can't cross the Green Line. Those wolves will shred you into pieces!” Scott kneels beside me on the grass. “Do you really think I care about that damn Green Line?” “What the hell are you planning?” He gulps. “I will enroll in the Wolves Academy.” “Have you gone crazy?” His voice panics. “Our scent is different. Those wolves will recognize you the moment you cross the Green Line.” He wipes the sweat on his forehead. "Lozark is a monster. If you kill his only heir, he'll again start a war against us." “I know someone from the pack who is yet to repay his debt to me. He owes me his life.” My fingers gently brush through the blood on Hale's pale face. “Aria!” Scott shouts, losing his mind. "I won't let anyone harm my people, trust me.” Suddenly, rain rips open the sky and starts beating the ground. Even nature is mourning for my brother's death. “I, Aria Ezell, will not return to the village until I avenge Hale's death.” My lips vow. *** The next day… The village arranged for Hale's funeral. A silent prayer is flowing through the air. There was a time when Hale promised to break my shackles from the relentless life of a hunter. He wanted to see me like other normal girls. “You broke your promise, Hale.” My voice sobs silently. My parents were great hunters. They died saving our village against cruel wolves. Hale was a child and his responsibility fell onto my shoulders. Leaving with no choice, I had to join the training camp at a very young age. My once happy childhood with my parents was tarnished. The harsh training of the camp forced me to abandon myself as a girl. I fought neck to neck with men and inherited the title of the best hunter. I sacrificed my childhood to protect my brother's innocence, keeping him away from the hunter's life until he was mature and responsible. After Hale became an adult, he joined the camp. My brother couldn't fulfill his promise to me! Four hunters step forward and bury his coffin. My eyes can barely watch the sight. One by one every person leaves…except for me. “I will find the Alpha's son. I will make him pay for your death. This is my promise.” My fingers roughly wipe off the tears rolling down my cheeks. *** At 3 am… Carrying a bag of silver weapons, I climb the tallest tree in the woods. My eyes carefully observe the surroundings before making any rash moves. The huge muscular guards of the Kezent Moon pack are patrolling on their side of the Green Line. These guards are known for their heightened senses. I aim for a tree on the wolf's side of the Green Line and jump on its thick branch. One of the guards standing right under the tree looks up at the shaking leaves. “What's wrong?” Another guard asks him. “Probably, wind.” He replies. I pull out ten T-shirts consisting of my scent from my black bag and arrange them in a line over the long branch of the tree. Luckily, a wild boar run past the guards, drawing their attention and giving me enough time to escape. The moment they turn their heads in the opposite direction, my feet jump onto the pine tree ahead of me. Suddenly, groans barge into the silence. “A hunter has entered our territory!” The guard, who noticed the moving leaves before, groans, sniffing my scent. He climbs the tree within seconds only to find my dark clothes. “Find the damn hunter!” All the guards rush over to the tree behind me, following the strong scent unleashing from my T-shirts. While they are focused on it, my feet escape the woods, jumping from one tree to another. “The hunter must be hiding somewhere.” “RIP HIM INTO PIECES!” None of them knows that the hunter is a girl. They spread throughout the woods…but my feet had already entered the pack by that time. Hiding through the darkness, my feet stop in front of the house of an old friend. A wolf who owed me his life. He was once attacked by the enemy pack but Hale and I saved his life. My brother followed a golden rule…never ever hurt any innocent wolf. We respected the rule even when dealing with our enemies. I only knew that his house was an old broken castle and the closest to the Green Line. He lived alone, surrounded by trees. It didn't take me time to find the broken castle. Inhaling a deep breath, I knock at the door, relying on my guess. There's always risk in everything, and my heart isn't scared. Exactly three seconds later, the door slightly opens, and his doleful eyes peek through the gap. “Aria?” His eyes go wide. “How are you, Victor?” “I AM SURE THAT HUNTER ENTERED OUR PACK!" The sound of several footsteps echoed through the air. "They found me." My lips whisper.ARIAInstead of going to Rizz Sylvester, I sneaked out of the Mirage Paradise to the woods. As long as I hide in the woods, my scent won't reach the Mirage Paradise.Scott followed me.“Is this really safe?” He furrows his brows.“I just don't want to go to him tonight. He is an asshole. You have no idea how he treats me. My self-respect is stopping me.”“Fine.” He drops the thick woods in his hands on the muddy ground.Scott and I built a tree house on the highest tree, taking in the view of the entire pack. From up here, anyone will hardly get my scent as long as they don't step into the woods.“What about in the morning?” Scott sighs.“Aria, how will you enter the Mirage Paradise? Don't tell me you're planning on hiding in this tree house forever.”*Scott isn't wrong. I may hide here for the night but I must return to the Mirage Paradise in the morning. Rizz's scent stays on my body for a whole day. Without his help, I am doomed.*“Let me just stay the night here. We'll figure out
ARIALarisa told Ridcliff that I was out the whole night. He didn't even ask anything, grabbed my wrist, and dragged me to the basement. A dark closed room with no windows.He is cruel, ruthless, and everything worse.I sit on the cold floor, leaning against an old wooden wardrobe. My eyes can see the dust traveling through the walls.Suddenly, an album drops to my head, then slams on the floor.*What is this?*I grab it and turn the first page. It's a family album of Lozark Aylestone. He has many pictures with his Luna.“Not a single photo of his son?”Turning the pages, my gaze stops at a kid. The small face seems familiar.“Rizz Sylvester.” He is smiling in the picture, holding hands with his father and mother. “Well, he doesn't smile anymore. He smirks when the other person is suffering.”Curious, my fingers turn another page and a woman catches my eye. She has the same violet hair as I, wearing a black uniform like the guards roaming around Lozark Aylestone.“Could she be Esthe
ARIAHis warm breathing caresses my neck, his arms holding me tighter into his intoxicating scent, and his kiss swallows my lips.I am melting in his arms, drawn to him. I hate how he owns me. Every inch of mine is aching in pleasure, craving more.At this point, my whole body wants to be devoured by him.As he shoves me into the bed, coming on top of me in the push-up position, his gaze goes deeper into my eyes.I am barely holding onto my last breath.“You're already wet…” He whispers, sliding his fingers into my cunt. They're playing inside me, a liquid streaming down my thigh. His kiss grows aggressive on my lips, biting me, and tasting the blood oozing on my bottom lip.His shadow falls upon me as he looks down on my stark body, unzips his pants, revealing his length, and slides it into my pussy.A moan slips free of my lips.My legs wrap around his waist and my arms pull him closer, kissing him passionately as ever, forgetting myself in his embrace.We kiss until I'm breathless.
ARIAI serve drinks to the Alphas, keeping my head low, but observing even the slightest movement in the room. Ridcliff is on watch, keeping an eye on every attendant. That man is brutal. Break one rule, and he will drag you to the prison cell and hit you with a whip.The whip scars on my back have faded but every time his eyes meet mine, I sense an eerie feeling shrouding me.A few dancers are invited to entertain the Alphas while the students are enjoying the feast on a huge round glass table. As I go to the drinks counter, Rizz grabs my wrist, halting my steps at the table.The attention at the table suddenly shifts to my presence. “What are you doing?” I whisper.“Fill my glass.” He says, ordering me.The attention slowly turns back to normal, shifting to the female dancers in the center.I grab the jug on the table and fill his glass. His blue eyes are intensely focused on me.“You have half an hour left, Aria Ezell.”My eyes narrow, glancing at him over my shoulder, pretending
TESSAHe aggressively pins me down on the floor, coming on top of me, strangling my neck, and crushing his human side.*Cough *Cough“J-Jay…”He is lost in rage, craving blood.I reach for his face, resting my fingers on his cheek, and something softens in his eyes. My mother used to tell me that cursed wolves can be tamed with either love or blood.My fingers gently brushing through his cheek, he is calming down, coming to his senses. Just when my hopes are high, he switches back to his predator side again.His grip tightens around my neck.“J-Jay…” *CoughI slide my hand back to my side, bringing it closer to my mouth, and bite my fingers, blood oozing from the cut. The strong scent of blood draws his attention to my finger.He quickly releases my neck and grabs my wrist, his eyes darkening. I finally catch my breath but the stinging sensation is still lingering on my neck.In the blink of an eye, he sucks my finger, swallowing the blood.I stay silent, submitting myself to him.Slo
ARIAOne by one the names are called on the stage for a duel. Most of them transformed into wolves and fought as if there was no tomorrow. Lozark was enjoying every bit of the bloodbath. The duel was limited to males.Jay Manchester’s name was announced against Prince Aylestone.As the two stand on the stage, silence falls heavily over the crowd. Strangely, Prince glances at me before ripping off his shirt from his body, revealing his claws.Jay stays calm and pushes his sharp claws out. He refused to transform nor did he remove his shirt. Maybe he is worried that he would lose control of his wolf and reveal his cursed side.In a flash, the two aggressively start fighting, scratching each other and spilling blood.“Isn't this dangerous? What if one of them dies?” Tessa stands beside me, her eyes flickering, focused on Jay.“Wolves are cruel.” My lips whisper.Jay was different. He had a fire in his eyes. He was vengeful, and he was taking it out on Prince Aylestone.The fight grows br
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