LOGINHi 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
Johanis' POV Someone was breathing on me.I didn’t mean like... peacefully. Not the warm, loving kind of breath that says ‘Good morning, dear sibling of mine, I bring you cinnamon buns and emotional support.'No.This was chaotic breath. Morning breath. Too-close-to-my-face breath.Then came the w
Liliana's POVThe morning after the bleeding and the creeping and the not-sleeping, I thought things might finally feel normal again.They didn’t.Mama made pancakes. Papa hummed while fixing the squeaky back door hinge. Johanis flung syrup packets at me like they were ninja stars. Everything looke
Johanis’ POVLily had the look.The same wide-eyed, determined expression she wore whenever she had an idea—an idea that, without fail, would lead to absolute chaos. I knew this because I had been roped into many of her “brilliant plans” before.I just couldn’t say no to my precious little sister.
Jhoanna’s POVI knew our son would be waiting for us.I expected pouting. I expected a dramatic little speech about how we abandoned him. I even expected Rio to be smirking in the background, enjoying my mate’s suffering.But what I did not expect—what made me nearly fall off my horse—was our littl







