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The silence in the Dean's office was suffocating. Everyone was staring at me, waiting for my reaction to Alpha Victoria's words. "How lovely to finally meet the girl who spent last night in my son's bed." My throat went dry. I wanted to run, to disappear, to be anywhere but here. But my wolf wouldn't let me. She pushed forward, making my spine straighten. 'Don't you dare bow to her,' my wolf growled. 'We did nothing wrong.' "Miss Davis," the Dean cleared his throat awkwardly. "Perhaps you'd like to sit down?" I tore my eyes away from Alpha Victoria and looked at the Dean. He seemed uncomfortable, like he didn't want to be here either. Mrs Big Belly, on the other hand, looked thrilled. She'd been waiting for a chance to expel me. "I'd rather stand," I said, keeping my voice steady. Kenneth smirked from his seat. "This should be good." Gideon's head snapped toward him. "Shut your mouth, Petty." "Gentlemen," Mr. Henderson warned. "This is not the hockey rink. Show some respect." Alpha Victoria moved closer to me, circling like a predator. "Tell me, Miss Davis. Do you make it a habit of sleeping with men you just met? Or was my son special?" Heat crept up my neck, but I refused to look away. "With all due respect, Alpha Victoria, what happened between Gideon and me is none of your business." Gasps filled the room. Mrs Big Belly looked like she might faint. Kenneth's mouth dropped open. Even the Dean looked shocked. But Gideon? He was trying not to smile. Alpha Victoria stopped circling and faced me directly. "None of my business?" Her voice was dangerously calm. "When it involves my son and the future of the Blackwood pack, it becomes my business, very much my business." "Mother," Gideon stood up. "That's enough." "Sit down, Gideon." "No." He walked over to stand beside me. "Tanya's right. What happened between us is private. You had no right to drag her here and humiliate her." Alpha Victoria's eyes flashed silver. "I had every right. You're my son, the heir to the Blackwood pack. Every The decision you make reflects on our family." "So this is about your reputation?" I asked before I could stop myself. "Not about me or Gideon or me, but about how it looks for the great Blackwood family?" The room went dead silent. I could feel everyone holding their breath, waiting to see what Alpha Victoria would do. She studied me for a long moment, then, surprisingly, she laughed. "You have spirit. I'll give you that." She turned to the Dean. "What are the charges against Miss Davis?" The Dean shuffled his papers. "Hosting an unauthorized party, possession of alcohol in the dormitory, leaving campus without permission after curfew." "And the punishment?" "Typically, expulsion. But given that this is her first offense, we could consider suspension." My heart sank. Suspension meant losing my scholarship. My parents couldn't afford to keep me here without it. "Please," I whispered, hating how weak I sounded. "I'll take any punishment, but please don't suspend me. I need this scholarship." Kenneth leaned back in his chair. "Should've thought about that before sneaking around with Gideon." "Says the guy who cheated on her with her best friend," Gideon shot back. Kenneth jumped to his feet. "That's different!" "How?" Gideon stepped forward. "How is what you did any different? At least I didn't lie to her for three years." "Enough!" Alpha Victoria's voice boomed through the office, making everyone freeze. "Mr. Petty, you're dismissed. This matter doesn't concern you." "But I'm the one who reported them!" Kenneth protested. "And I'm the one telling you to leave. Now." Her Alpha command was unmistakable. Kenneth's wolf forced him to obey, and he left the office, slamming the door behind him. Alpha Victoria turned back to the Dean. "What if I were to make a substantial donation to the college? Say, enough to build that new athletic facility you've been wanting? Would that change the punishment?" My eyes widened. Was she seriously trying to buy my way out of trouble? "Alpha Victoria," I started, but Gideon grabbed my hand. "Let her handle this," he whispered. The Dean's eyes lit up. "Well, a donation of that size would certainly be... appreciated. Perhaps we could reduce the punishment to community service and probation?" "Done." Alpha Victoria pulled out her phone. "My assistant will transfer the funds today. Miss Davis will serve whatever community service you deem appropriate, and this matter will be closed." "Wait," I pulled my hand from Gideon's. "I don't want your money. I'll take the suspension." Everyone stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "Don't be stupid," Mrs Big Belly snapped. "Alpha Victoria is offering you a way out." "I don't need her charity." I looked directly at Alpha Victoria. "You can't just throw money at problems and make them disappear. If I'm guilty, then I should face the consequences." Alpha Victoria's expression was unreadable. "Even if it means losing everything? Your scholarship, your Education, your future?" "Yes." My wolf was howling at me to shut up, but I couldn't. "Because accepting your help means I owe you. And I don't want to owe anyone anything, especially not you." Gideon looked at me with something like admiration. "Tanya..." "She's insane," Mrs Big Belly muttered. Alpha Victoria walked closer, studying my face. "You're either very brave or very foolish. I haven't decided which yet." She turned to the Dean. "The offer stands. Take it or leave it, but it's not for Miss Davis to decide. It's your college, your rules." The Dean looked between us, clearly torn. "Alpha Victoria, I appreciate the generous offer, but perhaps Miss Davis has a point. We can't show favoritism simply because..." "Because I have money and power?" Alpha Victoria finished. "You're right. That would be unfair." She paused. "What if we made it about merit instead? Miss Davis, what's your GPA?" "3.8," I answered, confused. "And your major?" "Biology. Pre-med track." Alpha Victoria nodded. "The Blackwood Foundation offers scholarships to exceptional students pursuing medical careers. You would qualify based on merit alone. The scholarship would cover your tuition, and in return, you'd complete an internship at one of our pack hospitals." I blinked. "That's..." "Not charity," she finished. "It's an investment in promising young wolves. You'd earn it through your work. Interested?" It was a trap. It had to be. But it was also an opportunity I couldn't afford to refuse. "What's the catch?" I asked. "Smart girl." Alpha Victoria smiled, and this time it reached her eyes. "The catch is that you'd be under my watch. Working for my foundation means following my rules. And trust me, I have many rules." "Mother, you can't be serious," Gideon said. "Oh, I'm very serious." She didn't take her eyes off me. "What do you say, Miss Davis? Will you accept?" My mind was racing. This would solve everything, the suspension, the scholarship, my future. But it would also tie me to the Blackwood family. To Alpha Victoria. To Gideon. 'Take it,' my wolf urged. 'We need this. We need to stay close to our mate.' "I need time to think about it," I said. "You have until the end of the day." Alpha Victoria checked her watch. "It's 9 AM now. Give me your answer by 5 PM." She headed toward the door, then paused. "Oh, and Miss Davis? Regardless of your decision about the scholarship, stay away from my son. Whatever you think happened between you two last night, it was a mistake. Gideon has responsibilities, expectations, a future that doesn't include a girl who just got her wolf at nineteen." The words hit like a physical blow. Gideon's hand tightened on my arm. "Mother, that's not..." "Enough, Gideon. We're leaving." She opened the door. "5 PM, Miss Davis. Don't keep me waiting." After they left, the Dean dismissed everyone except me. He looked exhausted. "Miss Davis, I'm going to level with you. Alpha Victoria Blackwood is not someone you want as an enemy, but she's also not someone you want controlling your life. Whatever you decide, make sure it's what you really want, not what's convenient." I nodded, unable to speak. When I finally left the office, Jess and Gina were waiting outside. They both hugged me immediately. "What happened?" Jess asked. "We saw Kenneth storm out looking pissed, then Alpha Victoria and Gideon left together." "It's complicated," I said, suddenly exhausted. "Can we just go back to the room?" As we walked across campus, my phone buzzed. Gideon: Don't listen to my mother. What she said about you wasn't true. Gideon: Meet me tonight. Same bar. 10 PM. Please. Gideon: We need to talk about what's happening between us. You feel it too, I know you do. I stared at the messages, my thumb hovering over the keyboard. Before I could respond, another text came through. Unknown: This is Alpha Victoria. I'm sure my son has already contacted you. Do not meet with him. Consider this your first test. Choose wisely. My blood ran cold. How did she get my number? And how did she know Gideon had texted me? Another message appeared. Gideon: She's watching my phone, isn't she? That's why you're not responding. Tanya, please. I need to see you. Then one more. Unknown: Tick tock, Miss Davis. The clock is running. Your answer by 5 PM, remember? And whether or not you meet my son tonight will very much influence my decision about that scholarship. I looked at Jess and Gina. "I think I'm in serious trouble." "What kind of trouble?" Gina asked. Before I could answer, a black SUV pulled up beside us. The window rolled down, revealing a woman in a dark suit. "Miss Davis? Alpha Victoria requests your presence. Get in." "Wait, what? I haven't decided yet!" "Alpha Victoria doesn't like to be kept waiting. She's moved up the deadline. You have ten minutes to decide, and she wants to discuss the terms in person." My phone buzzed again. Multiple texts. Gideon: Don't get in that car. Gideon: Tanya, I'm serious. My mother is dangerous when she doesn't get what she wants. Gideon: Please, just wait for me. I'm coming to campus right now. Unknown (Alpha Victoria): Get in the car, Miss Davis. Or kiss your future goodbye. Jess grabbed my arm. "Tanya, this is crazy. You don't have to go with them." But I did. Because Alpha Victoria was right about one thing, she held all the power here. My scholarship, my education, my entire future was in her hands. "I have to," I said quietly. "Then we're coming with you," Gina said firmly. The woman in the SUV shook her head. "Alpha Victoria's orders. Miss Davis only." I looked at my best friends, then at the car, then at my phone, where Gideon's messages kept coming through, begging me not to go. I thought about the Dean's warning. About Alpha Victoria's smile that didn't reach her eyes. About the way She'd circled me like prey in that office. And I thought about my wolf's words from last night. 'Mate. He's our mate.' If Gideon really was my mate, then his mother was about to become the most important person in my life. And right now, she was testing me. I took a deep breath and got in the car. As we drove away, I watched Jess and Gina getting smaller in the rearview mirror. My phone was blowing up with messages from Gideon, but I couldn't look at them. Because something told me that whatever was about to happen in this car was going to change everything. The woman driving glanced at me in the mirror. "Alpha Victoria wanted me to tell you something." "What?" "She said, 'Welcome to the family, Miss Davis. Let's see if you survive it.'”GIDEON'S POVThe Pack Investigations team called me on Monday morning.Not through the official Alpha channel. My personal line. That told me right away they wanted an actual conversation, not some formal statement on record.The investigator’s name was Osei. She had the kind of voice that comes from doing the job for years. No polish, no extra deference because I was the heir. Just direct and steady.“We’ve been reviewing the rogue attack files,” she said. “Formation patterns. The hockey strategy accesses logs.” She paused. “And the timing comparison document that came through your Alpha clearance.”“Yeah,” I said. “Liam Ashford put that together. He’s on the team.”“We’ve spoken with him. And with the coach about the strategy file.” Another pause. “We’d like to talk to you directly about Kenneth Petty’s involvement.”“I’ll come in,” I said.“Today if possible.”“Two hours,” I told her.I called Tanya as soon as I hung up. She answered on the second ring. I could hear the lab hum beh
GIDEON'S POVSunday felt like the first day in weeks that didn’t have an agenda taped to it. No new updates on the inquiry. No security pings. No meetings I had to prep for, no wards to set, no evidence to line up just right. Liam was back home with his family for the weekend. Seraphine had texted her dad’s team that she was taking the day and meant it. Max had grabbed the blue pickup and headed out to the neutral woods three hours away, saying he just needed to walk somewhere that didn’t feel like campus.I texted Tanya at nine. What are you doing today?She wrote back almost right away. Biology reading. And I was thinking about walking the north ridge path in actual daylight. Without anything happening on it.I typed fast. I’ll come.I know, she sent back, and I could hear the smile in it even through the screen.We met at ten. The campus was in full Sunday mode—everyone sleeping in, fewer people out, that lazy quiet that settles over the whole place when nobody has anywhere to be.
TANYA'S POVI actually slept last night. Like, really slept. Not the half-awake, wired kind I’d been doing for weeks since that stupid phase-two symbol showed up in my drawer. Just deep, dead-to-the-world sleep. The kind your body gives you when it finally believes the worst is over, and it can stop bracing for impact.I woke up at seven-thirty to this weak winter light sneaking through the service road window. For a minute, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the quiet sink in. No buzzing phone. No mystery texts. No symbols to decode or old records to dig through. Just the familiar smell of cardboard boxes and that weird old-carpet dorm scent, plus the usual campus noises drifting up from outside. It felt... normal. Weirdly, perfectly normal.My brain kept circling back to Victoria standing at the back of the social hall last night. She’d shown up, looked straight at us, and left. That was it. Three quiet beats across a noisy room. I kept turning it over in my head, try
TANYA'S POVGideon got back right at five. He knocked that same four-beat pattern on my door, and when I opened it, he was just standing there in the hallway, still carrying the whole estate on him. Not wrecked or anything. Just quieter. Like the air changes after you finally open a window that’s been stuck for weeks. “How did it go?” I asked. He shrugged one shoulder. “It went.” A beat. “She said her piece. I said mine. Nobody changed anybody’s mind, but I guess that was never really the point.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I told her about the letters. She didn’t deny them. Just… reframed everything. Called it standard pack intel stuff, said the dissolution was justified anyway, that the whole claim was shaky, and tough calls had to be made for the greater good. She said it all really smoothly. She’s good at that.” I waited. “I told her it was done,” he went on. “The management, the leverage, all of it. I used your words exactly—said you were handling the transplant li
TANYA'S POVHe knocked on my door at 7:45 in the morning.I’d been up since six, dressed and ready like some kind of nervous wreck who couldn’t sit still. The little room still had that faint cardboard-and-dusty-carpet smell, but after all these weeks, it was starting to feel like home in a weird way. You stick around a place long enough and it just… becomes yours, I guess.I opened the door.He looked different. Not the usual campus hoodie and jeans he’d been living in lately. This was deliberate—shirt tucked in, jacket on, the kind of outfit you pick when you know the day’s going to ask something hard of you. His face was tight, the way it gets when he’s locked everything down so he can actually say what he needs to say.“I’m going to the estate,” he told me.“Today?” I asked, even though I already knew.“This morning. She answered right away. She’s waiting.” He stopped for a second. “Max found something this morning. Old emails between the Foundation and Ginna’s coven. Eleven years
GIDEON'S POVI didn’t sleep well.Not because of the work. That was gone now, the pressure lifted, the suite air finally clean in a way I’d almost forgotten it could be. Not because of the social tonight or the inquiry or Kenneth. I just lay there in the dark at two in the morning, staring at the ceiling and thinking about my mother. Really thinking about her, the way I’d been avoiding for weeks until I finally ran out of excuses.The gaps she’d left. The testimony timestamp. The housing record. The way she’d used Kenneth for logistics without ever considering that the formation tactics could be traced back through the hockey file. Three mistakes in twenty years of running everything like clockwork. Not careless slips. She didn’t make those. It was something else. The kind of blind spot that happens when you’ve been operating alone at the top for so long that you stop looking for things you can’t control.She hadn’t seen Seraphine’s father moving. She hadn’t seen the testimony sitting
TANYA’S POVThe silence of the dorm room was heavier than any textbook I’d ever lugged across campus. I had spent the last four hours staring at the cracks in the ceiling, trying to force my brain to shut down, but sleep was a ghost I couldn't catch. Every time I closed my eyes, the darkness didn't
GIDEON’S POVThe heavy oak doors of the lecture hall creaked as I shoved them open, the sound echoing through the tiered room. Every head snapped in my direction. The air was thick with the scent of old paper, floor wax, and the nervous sweat of fifty different wolves. I didn't slow down. I didn't
TANYA’S POVThe mid-term break was supposed to be a relief. It was the first time since the semester began that the campus would actually be quiet, a reprieve from the whispers, the glares, and the suffocating pressure of being the "Omega" everyone was afraid of. The hallways were already buzzing w
Tanya’s POVEverything just… tilted.I stared at Gideon as my brain had short-circuited. This was my woods. My hiding spot. The place I came when everything else got too loud. Not Moonstone. Not some downtown bar. Home. And there he was, Gideon Hemisphere, hockey captain, fated-bloodline golden boy







