All Chapters of Wolf University: Rejected by my Possessive Alpha Mate: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

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 intermingled within me, spurring me to action.Without hesitation, I summoned the power of my other half, my part witch one. My fingertips glowed with a pale, ethereal light as I stretched out my hand. A force of silvery wind burst forth, slamming into a group of marauders and scattering them like leaves in a storm. The raw energy surged around me, a tangible shield that deflected claws and fangs alike. I moved swiftly among the combatants, dodging vicious swipes and retaliating with well-aimed blasts of witch-fire.The chaotic symphony of battle roared around me—snarls, the clatter of weapons, and the relentless thud of pounding hooves. Amid it all, I could barely focus on the swirling mel

Jhoanna’s POV The battle was over. For the first time since the chaos erupted, silence settled over the battlefield—not the tense kind that comes before an attack, but the bone-deep exhaustion of warriors who had fought and survived.I could barely stand. The combination of magic use, shifting, and fighting had drained every last ounce of my strength. Every muscle ached, and I was sure I had bruises in places I didn’t even know could bruise.Hans was just as wrecked, standing beside me with blood—some his, some not—streaked across his face. His breathing heavy as he looked around, making sure that everyone’s safe.Yet despite looking like he had been personally chewed up and spat out by fate itself, he was still standing tall, shoulders squared like he was ready to take on another army if needed.Then Mael stepped forward.He looked between the two of us, unimpressed. “Jhoanna, you’re about two seconds away from face-planting into the dirt.”I exhaled sharply, willing the world to

Jhoanna’s POVPeace. That was all I wanted. A few hours—just a few—to rest and regain some semblance of energy after nearly dying in battle. But of course, ‘nearly dying’ or ‘on the verge of death’ always happens in almost every battle.Apparently, said peace was too much to ask for.I had barely managed to drift into an exhausted sleep when I was rudely awakened by the unmistakable sounds of my father, Hans’ father, and their two lifelong friends arguing.Because.. of course, that is now the king of suits’ trademark.“I’m telling you, I took down more enemies than the rest of you combined!” Dad’s voice rang out, full of smugness.“Oh, please,” Ben scoffed. “You were busy showing off. Meanwhile, I was actually doing the hard work.”“Hard work?” Henry cut in, offended. “You nearly got yourself tackled! If I hadn’t jumped in—”“Which you wouldn’t have needed to do if Jacob wasn’t yelling the entire time!” Xander added, sounding equally exasperated.It seems that Dad and my mate’s dad ha

Jhoanna’s POVThe celebratory banquet was, in every possible way, a disaster waiting to happen.Not because of tensions between packs. Not because of the Shadowborn looming over our future. Not even because someone was bound to drink too much and start a ridiculous fight.No, it was a disaster because I was surrounded by lunatics.“Alright, Johanis,” I murmured, adjusting my son’s tiny form against my chest. “Tonight is your very first official banquet. Which means you’ll witness a lot of unnecessary drama, hear a lot of exaggerated battle stories, and—if we’re lucky—watch Rio embarrass himself.”Johanis cooed softly, wiggling his little fingers as if in agreement.Hans, standing beside me, exhaled through his nose. “I give it twenty minutes before my father and yours start arguing over who has the best battle reflexes.”“I give it ten,” I countered, smirking.Hans hummed, nodding toward the far end of the banquet hall where Dad, Ben, Henry, and Xander were already deep in conversatio

Jhoanna’s POVThe banquet was a success, all right. It ended with a blast, where Johanis laughed a lot so every single one of us was beyond ecstatic. The Bloodstone wolves had fun drinking, until they had to bid farewell so that they could return early to their pack and start anew.While the next morning, the inevitable happened.“I feel betrayed,” Dad muttered dramatically, arms crossed over his chest as he sat stiffly on the edge of my bed.Mom sighed beside him, her expression equal parts fond and exasperated. “Jacob, stop pouting.”“I am not pouting,” he pouted.Hans, standing at the foot of the bed with his arms crossed, looked at me and whispered, “He is absolutely pouting.”I smirked but kept my attention on my father, who, for all his past victories in battle, looked absolutely defeated at this moment.The source of his heartbreak?Ben and Harley were staying for another week before their next mission, while he and Mom had to return home today.In his mind, this was an injusti