🔥 Stay tuned for the next chapter where secrets demand to be heard, and trust might just get you killed.
The exam hall door swung shut behind them with a muffled thud, and for a long second, the sound seemed to echo in Lily’s ears. Lily let out a sharp, triumphant exhale, pressing her palm to her chest."That’s it. That’s finally it," she said, her voice trembling slightly, not from exhaustion, but from a mix of relief and disbelief. "We survived. We actually survived."Beside her, Maya stretched her arms above her head, groaning dramatically."Survived? Barely. I feel like my brain is fried… like it’s about to ooze out of my ears and splatter on the pavement." She made a face, then grinned. "But yeah, we did it."They started down the steps, joining the slow-moving stream of students trickling out into the courtyard. There was a buzz of voices all around—students talking about their answers, comparing notes, making plans for post-exam parties. But to Lily, it all faded into the background. The weight of the semester, the memories of what they had been through, pressed heavy and cold
The cafeteria’s usual lunchtime noise had evaporated into a tense, suffocating silence as students' attention all drifted to one place.Trays halted midair, forks hovered inches from mouths, and conversations hung unfinished. The only sound was the faint hum of the ceiling lights and the distant clang of the kitchen doors. Every gaze in the room—hundreds of them—had locked onto a single table near the center.It wasn’t just the fact that Lucas was standing now—it was how he stood. His shoulders were taut, his stance solid, and every muscle in his body screamed predator. His jaw was clenched hard enough that the tendons in his neck strained. His eyes, steel-cold and unblinking, fixed on one person, Ethan.Ethan, lounging smugly just a few feet away, seemed utterly unfazed. His fingers rested casually on the back of Lily’s chair, dangerously close to her shoulder. The cafeteria’s golden lights glinted in his eyes as if he were basking in the attention. His lips curved in that trade
The grand cafeteria at Moonshine College was a place designed to impress outsiders—high vaulted ceilings painted with sprawling murals of wolf legends, chandeliers that threw shards of golden light across polished mahogany tables, and a central fountain that worked softly, its silver wolf statue glaring eternally into the distance.But right now, none of its grandeur could soften the thick tension at Table Nine.Lucas, Liam, Graham, Lily, Maya, and Lena sat together, their trays mostly untouched, each of them had been speaking in quiet, brittle tones until the shadow fell across their table.That shadow belonged to Ethan.He stood there in front of them, one hand tucked casually into the pocket of his dark jeans, the other holding a coffee cup he wasn’t drinking from. His posture screamed arrogance—shoulders back, chin lifted just enough to look like he thought the air around him was made for him to breathe. A sly smirk curved his lips, the kind that wasn’t just smug, but deliberate
The Moonshine College cafeteria buzzed with numerous voices.It wasn’t the usual lunch-hour chatter. No, today, the buzz had a name, and that name was Ethan.“He fought it with his bare hands.”“No way! I heard he used silver daggers.”“I heard he tracked the wolf for hours, even got wounded.”“Heroic. He’s not like the rest of us. He’s… different.”Every table, every bench, every corner seemed to echo the rumours that had sprouted overnight. And at the center of the growing legend, Ethan, the supposed savior of Moonshine college, was nowhere in sight.Not yet.But his name had never loomed larger.Across the cafeteria, Lucas leaned back in his chair, his jaw clenched so tightly that the muscle ticked in irritation. Beside him, Liam stabbed his fork into a defenseless piece of grilled chicken with more force than necessary, while Graham toyed with his drink straw like he wished it were a neck.“He didn’t even fight the damn thing,” Liam muttered, glaring at nothing in particular. “We
The moon hung heavy over the woods just outside the Moonshine College campus, its silvery light cutting through the lingering smoke of battle.At the heart of the clearing, the massive body of the rampaging wolf lay motionless. Its eyes, once glowing with unholy rage, were now glazed and vacant.The victory was official.Ethan stood tall in the center of the chaos, a mixture of sweat, dirt, and blood stained his clothes, but his expression was calm, unbothered, and cold.The moment was his.“Damn good strike, kid,” said Agent McKay, one of the government-appointed supernatural enforcement officers, clapping Ethan on the back. “You brought that bastard down clean.”Ethan gave a silent nod, jaw tight, eyes flickering toward the dead wolf. “It had to be done,” he said smoothly. “I wasn’t about to let it get to the college.”Behind them, Lucas sat slumped against a tree, his chest heaving. Blood matted his shirt and his left arm dangled uselessly at his side—until a sharp cracking sound
The battlefield stilled under the moon’s mournful glow. Every breath of wind carried the scent of blood and shredded fur, and the ground trembled with the wrath of the rampaging wolf.The creature was monstrous—twice the size of an ordinary werewolf, with bulging muscles covered in patchy fur. Its eyes was filled with hate, wild and rabid from the effects of the corrupted Fenrys Serum. Blood dripped from its fangs as it stood amidst a pile of broken bodies—its own comrades—having ripped through them in blind rage.The surrounding wolves consisting of students of Moonshine College and rebels stood frozen in horror. Not even the strongest among them had expected this. Not the twisted science behind the serum. Not this level of carnage. Not the betrayal of one of their own.And then, from the thick shadows beyond the clearing someone screamed.“RUN!”The voice sliced through the paralysis like lightning. It was unmistakably Ethan’s voice.Liam’s head snapped toward the sound, and bes