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6. Target
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2026-07-17 01:36:03
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The Last Howl 6. Target
The Grand Courtyard of Alpha Academy had transformed from a chaotic survival zone into something far more chilling. The afternoon sun cast long, amber shadows across the cobblestones, but no one was celebrating.A massive, double-sided digital projection floated above the stone stage, glowing in high-contrast neon silver. It displayed the final leaderboard of the Freshman Survival Trial.But it wasn't just a scoreboard. It was an executioner’s block."Ranks fifty-one through one hundred," Professor Hawthorne’s voice boomed across the silent courtyard, completely devoid of warmth. "Your journey at Alpha Academy ends today. You have thirty minutes to pack your belongings and exit the main gates. The transport buses are waiting."A collective, breathless gasp rippled through the crowd.Behind me, a girl burst into heavy, devastated sobs. Beside her, a boy who had fought like a demon in the mud forest slammed his fist against a stone pillar, his knuckles bleeding. They had survived the ph
The Last Howl 5. Top Forty
The trail sloped sharply downhill before opening into a wide, grassy field. The landscape was a chaotic mess, littered with fallen logs, massive boulders, and shallow patches of thick, sucking mud.I could already see dozens of students ahead of me, their dark academy uniforms blurring against the green.Including Vanessa. And unfortunately, Susan."Please, Goddess, don't let them notie me." I muttered under my breath.Taking a deep, painful breath, I pushed my tired legs harder. Every single muscle in my body screamed in violent protest. My palms still burned like fire from climbing the stone wall, my knees ached, and even my lungs had officially filed a formal complaint.Too bad. Nobody was listening, and I sure as hell wasn't stopping. Not today. Not ever.Home wasn't waiting for me, it was trapping me. If I failed this trial, if I couldn't survive Alpha Academy, I’d be sent straight back to the Ashford estate. Back to cleaning Vanessa's room. Back to pretending I didn't exist. Bac
The Last Howl 4. Survival Isn't Pretty
The deeper I ran into the forest, the more the air changed.It wasn't just the smell of pine and damp earth anymore. It was the sharp, metallic tang of adrenaline and sweat.The background noise of the academy was gone, replaced by a raw, feral symphony. Branches snapped like bone. People shouted. Someone somewhere let out a high, desperate scream of pure frustration.What had started as a structured race was rapidly degenerating into complete, unhinged chaos. These weren't just teenagers running a course. They were predators shedding their human masks."Shit," I muttered, hitting the brakes. I ducked just in time as two boys came tumbling down a muddy ridge, rolling straight across the dirt path in front of my boots. They weren't running. They were trying to tear each other apart. One freshman had the other pinned by the collar, his knuckles white. "You pulled my jacket, you bastard!""You were too slow!" the other roared back, his eyes flashing a faint, unstable yellow. "You cheated
The Last Howl 3. The Survival Test
The academy forest swallowed us almost immediately.Towering pine trees blocked out most of the sunlight, leaving patches of golden light dancing across the forest floor. The air smelled fresh, carrying the scent of damp earth, moss, and hundreds of excited wolves racing ahead.Everywhere I looked, students were already overtaking one another; some were unbelievably fast, while others had partially shifted.Wolf ears appeared. Golden eyes glowed. Claws extended from fingertips.Apparently... That was allowed. "...Right."I looked down at my completely ordinary human hands. "...Guess I'll be using the ancient human technique."I sighed dramatically. And that ancient human technique isn't anything extraordinary; it was just..."...Effort."*Far above the forest... hidden inside stone watchtowers built into the mountainside, dozens of professors silently observed the trial. Crystal screens floated before them, displaying different sections of the course.One professor smiled. "Alexander
The Last Howl 2. Orientation
I reach the registration area after escaping Vanessa and Susan, a bit relieved....Achievement unlocked: Escaped the mean girls. Estimated peace time: Three minutes.The registration area looked like controlled chaos.Hundreds of first-year students crowded around long wooden tables while professors checked names, handed out schedules, and barked orders loud enough to scare birds out of nearby trees. Every few seconds, another luxury car pulled into the academy, adding to the already overwhelming crowd of excited students.I carefully set Vanessa's mountain of luggage beside the registration desk and stretched my aching shoulders."Oh, thank the Moon Goddess," I muttered. "I was starting to think these bags, and I had formed a lifelong bond."The professor behind the desk looked up from his clipboard."Name?""Bellona Ashford."He scanned the list before giving a short nod. "Year One."A polished black badge card slid across the table.Bellona Ashford.Year One.Dormitory Assignment:
The Last Howl 1. Rule No One
If surviving Alpha Academy had a handbook, rule Number One would probably say this: Don't arrive carrying your adopted sister's entire wardrobe. Unfortunately... nobody had mailed me a copy.I adjusted the two suitcases digging into my shoulders and shifted the garment bag threatening to slide off my arm for what had to be the hundredth time. A backpack hung from one shoulder, a shoebox rested awkwardly against my hip, and somewhere beneath the mountain of expensive luggage, I was fairly certain there was still a person named Bellona Ashford.Vanessa, on the other hand, walked several steps ahead without carrying so much as a handbag.She looked perfectly composed in a cream-colored dress that probably cost more than my entire closet. Her blonde hair danced gently in the morning breeze as if even the wind knew better than to upset Alpha Damien Ashford's precious daughter.I, meanwhile, was one poorly balanced suitcase away from rolling down the mountain."Bellona," Vanessa called my n
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