LOGINZara Night is tired of being the academy's biggest failure. As the only werewolf who can't shift, she's stuck cleaning classrooms while elite students like Kai Storm train for a war she doesn't understand. But when students start disappearing and Zara begins having impossible dreams of flying through space and devouring entire packs, she realizes her biggest weakness might be her greatest weapon. Kai Storm has one mission: earn the werewolves' trust, then lead them to slaughter. But falling for the academy's "broken" omega wasn't part of the plan. As his alien programming fights his growing humanity, Kai must choose between his creators and the girl who's about to become the most powerful being in the universe. When Zara discovers that Earth's werewolves are being bred as soldiers for an alien empire, and that everyone she trusts has been lying to her, she'll have to embrace the monster inside her to save not just her world, but reality itself. Some secrets are worth killing for. Others are worth dying for. But some secrets can end everything.
View MoreZara's POV
The mop bucket clattered against the marble floor as Zara Night pushed it down the empty hallway of Shadowmere Academy.
At three in the morning, the elite werewolf school was finally quiet.
No more laughter echoing from the common rooms.
No more whispers about "the broken omega" who couldn't shift.
Zara squeezed the dirty water from her mop and sighed.
While other nineteen-year-olds were sleeping in comfortable dorm rooms, she was cleaning up their mess.
Again.
"This is pathetic," she muttered to herself, pushing a strand of black hair from her sweaty forehead.
"Even the other omegas can shift. What's wrong with me?"
She'd been asking herself that question for five years.
Five years since her parents dropped her off at Shadowmere Academy's gates and never looked back.
The academy claimed to prepare the strongest werewolves for leadership roles in modern society, but Zara knew the truth.
She was here because her pack didn't want her.
A broken omega who couldn't shift was worse than useless.
She was an embarrassment.
Zara pushed her bucket toward the computer lab, where tomorrow's elite students would learn advanced tactics for something called "The Final Hunt."
She'd heard whispers about it, some kind of important mission that only the strongest werewolves could handle.
Not that anyone would ever explain it to her.
The computer lab door was already open.
Strange.
Professor Hayes always locked it after classes.
Zara flicked on the lights and gasped.
Every computer in the room was destroyed.
Screens cracked, keyboards smashed, cables ripped from the walls.
It looked like someone had taken a baseball bat to everything.
"Great," she groaned.
"They'll probably blame me for this."
She started sweeping up the broken glass, careful not to cut herself.
As she worked, something caught her eye.
One computer in the back corner looked different.
The screen was dark, but it wasn't cracked like the others.
In fact, it looked completely untouched.
Zara walked over to investigate.
The computer looked normal enough, but when she got closer, she noticed something odd.
The screen had a faint crack running down the middle, but it was perfectly straight.
Too perfect.
Like someone had drawn a line with a ruler.
"What the hell?" she whispered, reaching out to touch the crack.
The moment her finger made contact with the screen, everything changed.
The computer hummed to life, its screen blazing with brilliant blue light.
But instead of the normal login screen, symbols appeared.
Strange, flowing symbols that looked nothing like any language Zara had ever seen.
Yet somehow, impossibly, she understood them.
HARVEST PROTOCOL ACTIVATED
SUBJECT IDENTIFICATION: INCOMPLETE
SCANNING...
Zara jerked her hand back, but the screen kept glowing.
More symbols appeared, scrolling faster now.
GENETIC MARKERS: ANOMALOUS
POWER CLASSIFICATION: UNKNOWN
RECOMMENDATION: IMMEDIATE EXTRACTION
"What is this?" Zara breathed, her heart pounding.
The symbols made no sense, but she understood every word.
How was that possible?
A new message flashed on the screen:
WARNING: UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS DETECTED
INITIATING SECURITY PROTOCOLS
The screen went black.
Then, slowly, the crack down the middle began to glow with the same blue light.
Zara realized it wasn't a crack at all.
It was some kind of scanner.
Before she could move, footsteps echoed in the hallway.
Someone was coming.
Zara grabbed her mop and bucket and rushed toward the door, her mind racing.
What had she just seen?
What did those symbols mean?
And why could she understand them when she'd never seen anything like them before?
The footsteps got closer.
Zara quickly turned off the lights and slipped out of the computer lab, pulling the door shut behind her.
She hurried down the hallway, trying to look like she was just doing her job.
But she couldn't shake the feeling that everything had just changed.
The symbols on that screen weren't from any human technology she knew.
They looked... alien.
And they'd been scanning her.
As Zara pushed her bucket toward the basement stairs, she didn't notice the security camera in the corner following her movement.
Its red light pulsed once, twice, then began transmitting data to coordinates far beyond Earth's atmosphere.
The hunt was about to begin.
KAI’S POVNight at the academy never meant darkness.It meant quiet surveillance.The lights outside my window had dimmed to their low-glow setting, throwing long silver bars across the floor. The wards hummed softly, a constant reminder that even sleep here was conditional. I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, feeling Zara through the bond like a steady heartbeat pressed against my ribs.She was awake.Not restless. Not afraid. Just… present.“You’re staring again,” her voice murmured inside my head.I smiled faintly. "You feel that, huh?""You get loud when you think too hard."she replied. "Your silence has weight."The door chimed softly before I could respond. A single knock. Controlled. Familiar.I was already sitting up when it slid open.Zara stepped inside like she belonged there in which she did, whether the academy liked it or not. She’d changed since earlier, loose black shirt, bare feet, hair falling around her shoulders like she hadn’t bothered fighting gravity ton
ZARA’S POVSomething was wrong.I felt it before the academy bells shifted into evening mode before the corridors quieted and the lights dimmed to their artificial dusk. It slid through the bond like a blade wrapped in velvet yet controlled, furious, familiar.Kai.I stopped mid-step outside the west wing, fingers tightening around the strap of my bag. The air felt heavier, like the building itself was holding its breath. His presence wasn’t panicked. That would’ve been easier.This was restrained violence.“Kai,” I whispered through the bond.At first, nothing. Then... I felt it.... pure pressure. Like his shields tightening too fast, locking me out not because he didn’t want me there, but because he didn’t trust what might spill if I got in.That scared me more than silence.I turned without thinking, feet already carrying me toward the General Alpha dorms. I didn’t bother checking if anyone was watching. Let them watch. Let them report. Let Dr. Voss added it to her collection of cu
KAI’S POVThe cafeteria smelled like burnt coffee and forced normalcy.That was the academy’s speciality....pretending. Pretending we weren’t being watched. Pretending yesterday hadn’t carved something new into our bones. Pretending we were still just students who worried about grades and sparring schedules instead of survival.I spotted them before they spotted me.Zara sat curled sideways on a bench, one knee pulled up, fingers wrapped around a mug she hadn’t touched. She looked calmer than she had any right to be, too calm, like a lake that hadn’t decided yet whether it wanted to freeze or flood. Luna was across from her, talking animatedly with her hands, clearly filling the silence with noise on purpose. And Mira....Mira looked tired in a way sleep couldn’t fix.Her shoulders were slumped, eyes distant, like she’d taken a long walk and forgotten where she was supposed to stop.I slid my tray onto the table without announcing myself. “You know,” I said.“If this is an interventi
ZARA'S POV Yesterday was scary. I can't recall what had happened aside from being selected for the stupid game, Dr. Voss had set for us. It had messed with my mind, that was for sure because I was having missing gaps in my memory. Mira wasn't in the room when I woke up. Her bed had been arranged so neatly that I wondered if she had even slept on the bed as of last night.I got up from my bed quickly, dressed it before going to the bathroom to freshen up. After which, I tried reaching out to her through her mind link. She wasn't responding, and that got me worried."Mira." I called over and over again, yet I got nothing.I stepped out of the room in black leggings with a red sweater. The cool breeze of the morning hit me. I felt a pointer on my body. It passed just as quickly as I had seen it."What was that?" I thought.I ignored it for a moment as I tried to figure out where I would be heading to that morning. "Zara...." Luna called out to me excitedly."Hey Lu..." I responded.She












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