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Chapter 74-Almost Peaceful

Author: Brandi Ray
last update publish date: 2026-11-15 10:28:45

“That appeared almost peaceful,” Joshy remarked once Sam was out of hearing range.

“Do not make it strange,” I warned.

“I did not create the strange part,” he replied, holding up both hands.

Joshy’s teasing let me be embarrassed instead of frightened for a moment. He had known Sam as family too, and he did not act as if my confusion required everyone to walk carefully around me.

“I asked him for help tonight,” I admitted.

“Do you want me there?” he asked immediately.

The questi
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  • The Orphaned Alpha   Chapter 74-Almost Peaceful

    “That appeared almost peaceful,” Joshy remarked once Sam was out of hearing range. “Do not make it strange,” I warned. “I did not create the strange part,” he replied, holding up both hands. Joshy’s teasing let me be embarrassed instead of frightened for a moment. He had known Sam as family too, and he did not act as if my confusion required everyone to walk carefully around me. “I asked him for help tonight,” I admitted. “Do you want me there?” he asked immediately. The question held no accusation. Joshy was offering presence without assuming I needed protection from Sam. I considered it before answering. “For the studying, yes,” I answered. “For every conversation we ever have, no,” I added with a pointed look. “That sounds inconveniently reasonable,” he replied. The afternoon examination drills were harder. My group argued over whether the damaged territory should close its eastern road or risk keeping it open for medical transport. I listened to every posi

  • The Orphaned Alpha   Chapter 73-Honesty

    Odett’s POV Two days before the assessment, I found Sam’s message waiting on my phone. “Good luck studying tonight. No need to answer.” I read it twice, then tried to return to emergency leadership while his name stayed at the top of the screen. Lorilie watched through the bond while I underlined the same sentence three times. ‘You could answer him,’ she suggested. ‘I could also study,’ I replied. ‘Both things are possible,’ Lorilie returned with cheerful persistence. I could answer him and still be angry. The bond had made me recognize his scent at once, but it had not told me whether I trusted the man who had spent years away. I underlined the same sentence again. At the Academy, Instructor Halley placed a packet on every fifth-year desk. The practice assessment contained a damaged territory map, incomplete supply reports, and three demands that could not all be met immediately. We were expected to prioritize, explain our reasoning, and accept that a good decision cou

  • The Orphaned Alpha   Chapter 72-Unwritten Words

    I could have written more. Security prevented me from sharing locations or evidence, but it had not prevented ordinary letters. I had sent birthday messages, family updates, and the occasional joke. I had avoided writing anything that might reveal how often I thought of her because I feared creating an intimacy she could not understand fairly. The letters I withheld might have blurred a boundary. Their absence had hurt her anyway. I could not find a past choice that spared everyone, and imagining one would not repair what had happened. Later, Rain found me in the kitchen putting away dishes that did not need my help. She leaned against the counter and waited until I stopped pretending the cabinet required my full attention. “You are trying to make yourself smaller around her,” she said. “I am trying not to crowd her,” I explained. “Those are not always the same thing,” Rain said. I told her about the choices I had replayed: speaking before I left, asking Zion to explain th

  • The Orphaned Alpha   Chapter 71-What I Did

    Sam’s POV Three days before the second-term assessment, I woke to the sounds of the castle: a guard changing posts, pipes shifting in the walls, a pan dropped in the kitchen. I had slept in temporary rooms for years and expected home to make rest easy. Each time I closed my eyes, I saw Odett’s face when she recognized me. She had looked at me as if she knew me and had never seen me before. I caught the change in her scent when she recognized the bond. Knowing what I was to her hadn’t erased a single year I had spent away. I had wanted to explain myself before she ever learned the word mate; I had left before she was old enough to decide what hearing it would mean. Kyron moved restlessly beneath my thoughts. ‘You are reading the same paragraph again,’ he observed. ‘I am aware of that,’ I answered silently. ‘Then stop pretending the paper is the problem,’ Kyron replied bluntly. Kyron was right. I had taken the assignment partly to keep my knowledge of the bond from shapin

  • The Orphaned Alpha   Chapter 70-Practice Papers

    Instructor Halley distributed the practice papers and gave us forty minutes. The first page concerned a border disagreement after a storm destroyed two markers. The second asked how to divide limited medical supplies among three injured groups when transportation had failed. The third question stopped me. A settlement had received conflicting witness accounts after an attack, and its council wanted to announce a responsible species before the evidence could be reviewed. We had to explain the legal and ethical consequences of releasing the accusation. For a moment I saw the bodies and black ground from my dreams instead of the practice paper. Lorilie pressed close. I felt the desk beneath my hand and the pen between my fingers until the classroom returned. ‘Stay here,’ she urged. ‘I am here,’ I assured her silently. I read the question again. The scenario belonged in any course covering public safety and interspecies law, especially when careless accusations could create

  • The Orphaned Alpha   Chapter 69-Ordinary Weight

    Odett’s POV Four days before the assessment, the Academy gave us problems none of the study guides covered. Two instructors were sick, a pipe burst under the eastern practice hall, and someone mixed up the fourth- and fifth-year schedules. Three arguments were waiting outside the administration office when Joshy and I arrived. I read the schedules twice. Students crowded the hallway, and my assessment packet felt heavy in my bag. I wanted to walk past them and study; I could already tell I would not. “Please tell me one of those groups belongs to someone else,” I muttered with exhausted hope. “Two belong to someone else, but they appear to have chosen you,” Joshy replied. The first dispute involved a fifth-year defense team that had lost its assigned practice room. The second involved two younger students insisting their morning escort never arrived. The third stood alone near the office door, holding a stack of damp papers against his chest and looking one inconvenience awa

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