MasukShadow Class
Monday:
Conceal Class (Miss Helen)
Tuesday:
History (Sir Gio)
Detection (Sir Payne)
Wednesday:
Sparring class (Sir Ian), wolf and human form
Thursday:
Control your urge class (Dame Xianth)
Friday:
Defense Class (Professor Elara)
Moonlight Class
Monday:
Detection Class (Sir Payne)
Tuesday:
Conceal Class (Miss Helen)
Sparring Class [wolves] (Sir Fablo)
Wednesday:
Sparring Class [human form] (Dame Xianth)
Thursday:
History (Sir Gio)
Defense Class (Professor Elara)
Friday:
Control your urge (Sir Ian)
Student Council Committee
President: Jacob Carter (Spade)
Vice President: Abigail Hatchett from Raven Class
Secretary: Benjamin Martin (Dia)
Treasurer: Xander Williams (Heart)
Academic Affairs Representative: Violet Evergreen from Shadow Class
Events Coordinator: Henry Prescott (Club)
??? from Windhowl Class
A/N: Hello! Thank you so much for reading Sophia and Jacob’s story!❤️
I’m all over the moon with your warm comments, five star reviews and gems! I cannot thank you guys enough really. All I could do now is to make every chapter count for you.❤️
I had lots of plans for this book but I think I’ll just rush and end it sooner than expected. I’ll cut some adventures that I wanted to input.
I’m really sorry if the story feels like I’m dragging it longer :(( I just don’t want to make it feel rushed but I guess readers really like it fast-paced. So I’ll try to do that.
If you are still reading up until here then..
I have a confession to make hehe. I’m not saying this to gain sympathy or what but I just want to let you know and understand me a little bit better.❤️ I’m actually half-blind. I cannot see anything with my right eye. And my left eye is supeeeer bad. Like, I am ultra reliant on dark mode. That’s why every time I update it is freaking bright for my eyes because GN doesn’t have dark mode (except for reading and I’m freaking thankful for that)
Can’t read anything on a paper, well, I guess maybe if it’s on dark mode lol. I need to have freaking big fonts and my eye hurts if I stayed too long on my phone while typing. And I chose to be an author out of all I could possibly do HAHAHA. But I love books ever since I was elementary. {I can see with my two eyes back then}
I don’t want to go further into details with my eye condition though. I don’t know, it makes me feel insecure and depressed at times and I really try to avoid that as I don’t want to worry my family and you guys❤️
Because of that I always sleep, hence my username hahaha.
Now, this is my first time writing on this stage. With my first two ongoing books, this and Unwanted Omega. That only has over 40 chapters though since I focused on Wolf Uni. But that one is a good read too! Do try and read the free chapters!
I am having laser treatment to make my left eye see things more clearly.
That is why it pains me to say, I’m having a break next week, I’ll tell you guys when exactly on an author’s note of a paid chapter so that you wouldn’t be shocked why there had been no updates.
I’m really sorry for the inconvenience guys! I’ll make it up to you once I’m back! But.. I can’t promise more than a chapter for a day huhu or every other day at that point. I am so sorry :((
It really makes me feel guilty since all of you are so passionate and I’m always overwhelmed with everyone. But I’ll still try my best and hopefully could at least update two chapters a day in the future! TT I hope you guys will still read and finish the story even after finding out I’m a PWD.❤️
Just laying out my plans to all of you. But.. One thing is for sure, I’ll never stop writing! So don’t worry about me suddenly disappearing.❤️
Wolf Uni would be around 120 chapters.
My eye condition isn’t a secret or anything so please feel free to inform or answer other readers in the future if they ever wonder about something like the typos (My worst enemy! aside from headaches and writer’s block! Quillbot sometimes cannot detect everything huhu especially names). Or lead them here to read hahaha
Hmmm. I guess that’s all. I don’t know if I’ll share this info with other books in the future, hopefully they’ll read Wolf Uni hahahaha and come across this note.
If you have any questions, comment here and I’ll address it on the next author’s note again in the future❤️
Again, thank you so much everyone!❤️ Hope you have a great day and stay hydrated!! <33333
Jhoanna's POVThe night was ours.For the first time in what felt like forever, there were no responsibilities pressing against our backs, no little voices calling for us, no warriors waiting for orders. Just the two of us, away from the pack, away from duty.Hans took full advantage of it.“Come on, Luna,” he drawled, reaching for my hand as we stepped outside the hut. “A small date before we go back to our tiny tornado of a son?”I raised a brow. “Hans, we’re literally in the middle of nowhere.” “And yet,” he said smoothly, tugging me gently along, “...we have moonlight, good wine, and each other. What more do we need?”I rolled my eyes, but I let him pull me along anyway.We walked through the quiet woods surrounding the place, the night air crisp but not unpleasant. Fireflies flickered in the distance, and the moon bathed everything in silver light.Hans stopped at a small clearing where a single lantern hung from a low-hanging branch. A blanket was spread out on the grass, and
Jhoanna’s POV“No.”Johanis stood firmly in front of me, arms crossed, his little face scrunched up in defiance.I sighed, kneeling to his level. “Love, we talked about this already.”He pouted, eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “I wanna go too.”Hans, standing beside me, pinched the bridge of his nose. “Johanis, you can’t come on this mission. It’s too dangerous.”Johanis stomped his tiny foot. “I am not scared!”Hans exhaled. “We know you’re not scared, bud. But it’s not about that.”“It’s a boring mission,” I tried, hoping to change tactics. “Lots of sitting around and waiting. You’d hate it.”Johanis was unimpressed. He turned his glare to Hans, as if sensing a weak link in his resistance. “Papa..”Hans, my strong, stubborn mate, who had stared down enemies and led warriors into battle, actually hesitated. “But buddy…”“I can fight,” Johanis declared, lifting his tiny fists. “Punch! Grrr!” He even bared his little teeth for effect.I choked on a laugh.Hans sighed. “You’re four,
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 digging into the soft earth as he “helped” Rio plant flowers.—------A year ago Hans and I had woken to a suspicious silence. With a child like Johanis, silence was never a good sign.We had rushed into his room only to find a small, fluffy wolf pup curled up on the floor, his tiny tail twitching. Scattered around him were shredded pieces of his blanket, which he had clearly destroyed in his sleep.Hans let out a slow exhale. “This keeps getting better.”Before I could respond, Johanis yawned—his little pink tongue curling—then blinked up at us in sleepy confusion.And just like that, in a blur of shifting energy, our son was human again, completely naked and utterly unbothered.“I’m going
Jhoanna's POVThe moment Johanis’ tiny hands smashed into his cake, the room erupted in cheers. His bright eyes lit up with excitement, his chubby fingers curling into the soft frosting as he made a delighted noise. Harley cooed. “Oh, my precious boy, look at you.”My Alpha exhaled, shaking his head fondly. “That’s going to be a mess, bud.”Rio, meanwhile, was vibrating with energy beside me. “Alright, listen. It’s tradition for the birthday pup to share his cake with his favorite uncle.” Hans snorted. “That’s not a tradition.”“It should be,” Rio countered, already reaching out. “Here, Johanis. Let Uncle Rio help you with that.”And then, in true Rio fashion, he attempted to steal a piece of cake.Johanis, still covered in frosting, blinked up at him before his tiny hand shot forward and smacked Rio’s wrist.Rio gasped. “DID HE JUST—”The room exploded into laughter.Ben leaned back, roaring with amusement. “Denied!”Harley chuckled. “Oh, my sweet boy knows what he’s doing.”Hans
Jhoanna's POVFor eight months now, Johanis has been the heart of our world. Every coo, every giggle, every little grasp of his chubby fingers was a new milestone that sent waves of delight through our family.And then, one day, he spoke.It happened in the early hours of the morning, just as the sun began its slow ascent over the horizon. The packhouse was quiet, which is a rare thing to happen, with only the distant rustling of trees and the occasional chirp of waking birds.Hans and I had been lying in bed, caught in that blissful half-awake state, with Johanis nestled between us. He had woken up earlier than usual, as he often did, babbling softly to himself, his tiny hands reaching toward my face.I smiled sleepily, brushing my fingers through his soft hair. “Good morning, little moon.”Johanis gurgled happily, his bright eyes locking onto mine. Then, clear as day, his little mouth formed the word—“Mama.”For a moment, my brain refused to process it. I blinked, staring down at h
Jhoanna’s POVThe chaos that seemed to follow every moment in our packhouse had finally settled into a somewhat manageable rhythm. With Mael gone and Ben's sulking gradually subsiding, we were starting to get used to a new normal. Johanis was growing every day, and his giggles and coos filled the house with a sense of joy that was contagious.At least… until Rio decided it was too peaceful.“I have been thinking,” he announced one evening, plopping down onto the couch dramatically. “Johanis needs to start training soon.”Hans, who had been enjoying a rare moment of quiet with me, barely lifted his head. “He is literally a pup, Rio.”“Exactly!” Rio wagged a finger. “A pup who needs to learn the ways of the world. He needs to start developing his skills—his reflexes, his strength, his—”I raised a brow. “Rio, if you say ‘battle instincts,’ I’m going to throw you out myself.”Rio huffed. “Okay, fine. No battle instincts. Yet. But we can start small! You know, like play-fighting, basic mo







