Mag-log inHi and Hello!
I actually wouldn’t want to bore you guys with my long-ass message so I’ll just “quickly” say thanks.
Thank you to everyone who had been with me from start to finish. For enduring and hanging on believing that it would be worth it! <333
Thank you also to those who didn’t manage to finish the story. At the very least, Wolf Uni made you feel something even if it’s just for a while. You did a great job in giving this book a chance. <333
Thank you to those who spent their time, effort and resources just to unlock a chapter. All of you guys truly are a GEM!
Wolf University is really supposed to be a light-hearted, comical, just a day in the life novel. I made this because I was kinda sad of reading heavy ones and was finding some just simple enemies to lovers story but a rejection plot also at school! Couldn’t find one so I decided to make one. I hope Wolf University made you take a breather despite the painful real world outside. <333
That is all I guess, and again.. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCHH!! <333
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Before Wolf University is really saying goodbye, these are the SIDESTORY GUIDE. Just in case you wouldn’t want to read some of them and possibly use coins.
Sidestory 1 - Present; years later after Epilogue, kind of an intro or prologue to side story 3
(1 chapter only)Sidestory 2 - Jacob and Sophia in a parallel universe, still a wolf genre. (Possibly 2-3 chaps)
Sidestory 3 - Jhoanna (Possibly 6-7 chaps)
Thank you so much for reading!❤️ Have a great and lovely day! <333
ps. have some place to go tomorrow again so no update for the first sidestory. Thank you so much for understanding!
Johanis’ POVThe first thing I hear that morning is the familiar thrum of Lily’s breathing. Mind you she's in her own room.It was not soft.Not peaceful.Just… steady. Determined. Like she refuses to die simply to spite the universe that tried to take her. Countless of times in fact.It’s ridiculous how comforting it is—even after ten years.I roll my shoulders as I step out onto the balcony outside my room in the mansion. The pack lands stretch below—wide forests, rolling fields, the faint silhouettes of wolves on patrol. The air tastes like pine. Clean. Quiet.Deceptive.Because beneath everything, I feel the same old hum—the same faint pull under my skin that I’ve lived with since I was eleven. The night the shadows came. The night they took something from us… and left something behind.“Johaaaaaa!” a voice yells from inside my room. “Wake up! We’re late!”I don’t even need to turn around.Only one person yells my name like it’s a threat.Lily..She bursts into the balcony with all
Johanis' POVThe moment the warm presence in my chest faded, it left behind an empty feeling—like someone had gently closed a door I didn’t know was open.The mysterious voice didn’t come back.Not when my breath steadied.Not when the trembling in my hands stopped.Not when my heart slowly shifted from panic to something softer—something aching and hollow.It was gone.Just… gone.But Lily—Her breathing, at least, began to even out.I crawled closer, swallowing hard as Mama wiped sweat from her forehead. Lily’s tiny chest rose and fell in shallow but steady waves now, instead of the frantic gasping from earlier. Her eyelashes fluttered, though she wasn’t fully awake. Her lips parted as if she was trying to say something.But that black mark…The one carved into her shoulder like a burn under the skin…It didn’t fade.It didn’t retreat.It didn’t even stop pulsing.A slow, deep throb.Like a second heartbeat.Like something living inside her blood.I reached toward it before stopping
Johanis' POVLily’s scream was still echoing when her body went limp against me.“Lily? Lily!”Her head lolled forward, curls falling over her face. She shivered violently, tiny whimpers slipping from her lips.Her eyes weren’t fully closed—but they weren’t open either. Just half-lidded, fogged, unfocused, rolling back like she was being pulled somewhere I couldn’t reach.“No—no, no, stay awake for me please.”I pressed my forehead to hers, trying to steady her breathing—trying to steady mine.The black mark on her shoulder pulsed.Once.Twice.Like a heartbeat that didn’t belong to her.A cold wave shot down her arm each time, making her small body jolt like it was being shocked. Her breathing hitched. Then she sagged again, slipping into a dizzy daze.“Lily. Please.”My voice cracked.She didn’t answer.The shadows were moving.Slowly at first—like they were sniffing, tasting the air—but then all at once, they surged toward us, drawn by whatever that mark was doing to her.I didn’t
Johanis' POVThe moment Mama and Papa disappeared into the chaos outside, silence swallowed our house like a vacuum.Not peaceful silence.Not a sleepy one either.The kind of silence that comes before something terrible.The kind that squeezes your lungs until you forget how to breathe.Lily clung to my sleeve, curls messy and eyes huge. “J-Joha… what do we do?”I didn’t answer right away, because for the first time my brave sister is showing her weakness. My heartbeat was too loud—rushing in my ears like waves crashing again and again. Every instinct in my bones screamed danger, louder than anything I’d ever heard before. Maybe worse than Hollowroot. Worse than the corrupted guardians. Worse than the nightmares that followed us for weeks.And it wasn’t just fear.It felt like something was telling us something..I swallowed hard and squeezed Lily’s hand. “First, we try to reach the others. Aya is closest to the border side. She’ll know what happened.”Lily nodded shakily. “Okay… oka
Johanis’ POVThey thought we didn't notice it.Just because we are young and naïve and innocent.But we do…Especially me.Adults forget that we’ve already survived things pups our age shouldn’t ever have. Monsters in the night. Corrupted beasts and spirits crawling from the earth. The way the air trembled when Hollowroot took its last breath. The pack still laughs and ruffles our hair and calls us kids, but sometimes—sometimes—I watch their eyes drift to the tree line with fear they try to swallow.And now… there’s something new.A rumor they whisper when they think we were asleep.A demon escaped from the doorway in the Demon’s Den.And it wasn’t just any demon..They say it might be the prince.I don’t know what a demon prince looks like. I don’t know why he’d be here. But I know one thing:Whenever Mama and Papa think no one is watching, their faces tighten the same way they did before all the corrupted creatures came.And that means danger.Which means my little sister needs wat
Lily’s POVI swear Brinn’s favorite hobby is annoying me.He just stood there with his stupid grin, flexing like he was already alpha of the entire pack (which is kinda impossible! Hmpp!), and said, “You’ll break like a stick, young mistress.”Excuse me?Six years old is practically grown! I can brush my own hair now. Sometimes. And I only trip over my boots, like… three times a day!!!That’s basically adult level coordination.So obviously, I launched myself at him.Brinn yelped and stumbled back, which was already victory enough for me, but then we both rolled into the dust. I clung to him like burrs on fur, yelling, “Take that, musclehead!”Behind me, I heard Joha groaning like the world’s most exhausted older brother. “Please at least don’t break her bones, Brinn. I don’t want to explain to Mama again why Lily has grass stains on her face.”Aya—oh, Aya—laughed. Actually laughed. And let me tell you, when she laughs, it’s not soft or pretty. It’s sharp, like a bark, but it still ma
Jhoanna's POVMy precious son was three years old now, and every day with him was an adventure. His wild, unpredictable shifting hadn’t stopped, but at least we had grown accustomed to it—if barely.Memories flashed through my mind as I watched my little moon play in the garden, his chubby fingers
Jhoanna's POVThe meeting dragged on, a mix of tense discussions and sharp exchanges as we mapped out the initial steps to prepare for the Shadowborn threat. Plans for strengthening the borders, reinforcing patrols, and maintaining alliances dominated the conversation. Through it all, I kept my com
Jhoanna’s POVI surged into the fray, every muscle taut with resolve. The forest turned into a chaotic battlefield where snarls and clashing weapons reverberated off trees. I could see enemy wolves, their eyes wild and movements frenzied, converging on our defenders. In that moment, fear and duty i
Jhoanna’s POVThree days had passed since the festival, and the lingering warmth of celebration still clung to the pack. The air felt lighter, the tension of battle finally dissolving into something that resembled peace. Even the usual hum of activity around the pack grounds had taken on a more rel







