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The Villainess Will Not Be Eclipsed Again 69
LEAH’S POV Something shifts in his expression. It is so slight that I might have imagined it. Not quite amusement. Not quite approval. Perhaps he simply finds my answer interesting.He leans back a fraction in his chair. “Then why are you eating it?”“Because the academy provides free meals.”“And?”“And because I am hungry.”For the first time, I see a faint change in his eyes. It disappears almost immediately. I am beginning to suspect that Uriel Thorne considers visible emotional reactions a personal failure.I would like to ask whether he was born like this or whether someone trained him to be insufferable. Unfortunately, I value my continued existence, so I keep my mouth shut. Uriel rests his hands on the table again. “Look at me, Bellmoore.”I am already looking at him. I consider pointing this out. Instead, I remain silent.His gaze sharpens. “Look at me properly.”My stomach tightens.The command is quiet. It does not need to be loud. I raise my chin a fraction, forcing mys
The Villainess Will Not Be Eclipsed Again 68
LEAH’S POV For one absurd moment, I genuinely wonder whether I have died and arrived in some unpleasant version of the afterlife.Perhaps the gods have decided that my brief period of peace was excessive.Perhaps they have concluded that two days of rest, expensive food, and relative freedom from disaster were more than I deserved.Or maybe I am simply being punished for thinking that the worst of the trial was behind me.Uriel rests his elbows casually on the wooden table, interlocking his pale fingers together.He looks perfectly comfortable. That is the most alarming part.He does not appear angry. He does not appear confused.He does not even look particularly interested in the fact that hundreds of students are watching him sit across from the unranked omega who has become the subject of half the academy’s gossip.He looks as though he has selected a seat in the cafeteria, decided it is satisfactory, and intends to remain there until he has finished whatever brought him here.I
The Villainess Will Not Be Eclipsed Again 67
LEAH’S POV A student at the next table stops talking. Someone near the center of the hall lowers his spoon. A chair scrapes against the floor. Then the steady hum of conversation in the cafeteria begins to fade. It does not happen all at once. It starts near the main entrance, a slow rippling silence that spreads outward from table to table like water freezing over in winter. Silverware stops clinking against ceramic plates. Whispers die in throats. Laughter cuts off mid-sentence. The sound of a glass being placed on a table suddenly seems far too loud. I keep my eyes glued to my phone screen, pretending to read an article about campus security patrols. My thumb remains suspended above the display. I am no longer reading. Something has changed. I can feel it in the way the students around me have gone still, in the sudden tension gathering across the room, and in the strange pressure that seems to settle over my skin. My instincts flare to life, screaming at the base of my s
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LEAH’S POV For the omegas, who the administration apparently believes should maintain a fragile, slender physique and watch their caloric intake like caged birds, the menu is distinctly different. The kitchen server drops a wooden bowl onto my tray— steamed white rice, a handful of boiled corn kernels, and a small side of unseasoned, watery tofu. I look at the bowl. Then I look at the server. The server looks at me. Neither of us says anything. Perhaps she is waiting for me to complain. Perhaps she is hoping I will simply accept the meal and move along. As I pick up my tray, the light in my eyes dies a bit. Not that I have anything against tofu on principle. Tofu is perfectly respectable when prepared properly. It can be fried, seasoned, simmered in sauce, or combined with enough spices to make even the most stubborn person reconsider their prejudices. But this? This is not a meal. This is an insult that happens to be edible. Looking at it next to the memory of the alpha’s st
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LEAH’S POV A few were clever enough to make their advances sound like jokes, leaving me to wonder whether anyone would believe me if I complained. The pattern never changed. First, they turned me into a rumor. Then they used the rumor to justify whatever they wanted to do to me. And if I fought back, they made me the villain. I survived those days. I survived them because I learned to keep track of exits, recognize the sound of approaching footsteps, and never assume that a friendly smile meant I was safe. I survived because I learned that some people did not need proof of anything. They only needed an excuse. The memory leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. I do not miss my previous life. Not even for a second. There are moments when I wish I could reach backward through time and drag my former self away from every room where someone made me feel small. I wish I could tell that person that none of it was deserved. That being quiet did not mean consent. That being kind did not
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LEAH’S POV I have heard insults about my appearance before. I have heard people question my intelligence, my background, and my right to occupy the same classrooms as students from the Great Packs. But used goods? That is a new level of stupidity. “What do you mean?” his companion asks. The first beta scoffs and shakes his head. “Are you blind? Look at what happened during the trial. It is very clear what Regis, Uriel, and Jakob used her for behind the scenes.” The third beta lets out a low whistle. “You think they actually did something to her?” The first boy gives him a look that suggests he has just asked the most obvious question in the world. “What else was an omega like her supposed to do on a three-day trek with three alpha heirs? She was clearly there to spread her legs and suck their cocks whenever they wanted.” A few students passing nearby slow down. One of them makes a face. Another pretends to be interested in the contents of her bag. The second beta laughs. “We
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