Lahat ng Kabanata ng Wolf University: Rejected by my Possessive Alpha Mate: Kabanata 241 - Kabanata 250

Johanis' POVHe vanished.One second, Sari was across the ring, shoulders relaxed like this was a lazy spar in the training fields. The next? Gone. Just a shimmer of dust in the space where he'd stood.I didn't hesitate. I dove left.Something—movement, wind, instinct—tugged at me just in time for Sari to appear behind where I’d been. He was fast. Not just "fast-for-a-wolf" fast. Fast like he'd been saving it. Holding back this entire time during training, like he’d been waiting for something like this.Like this.“Reflexes still sharp, young master.” he said mildly, circling me.I kept my knees bent, body low. “You tried to ambush me. During a formal duel.”“We’re not dead-serious until contact. And I made no contact,” he said, tone smug.“You almost made contact with my spleen.”Sari shrugged, stepping lightly around the edge of the circle like it was a dance floor. “You were late to wake-up call. Consider this your espresso.”I didn’t answer. I just moved.We clashed in the middle.

Johanis' POV The crowd hadn’t even settled when Lily stomped dramatically onto the training ring, puffed up like an offended owl.“I would like to file an official complaint!” she declared, arms crossed, chin up, pinecones still in both pockets.Rio raised an eyebrow. “You’re not on the schedule, young mistress.”“Exactly! That’s the complaint!” She spun on her heel, pointing a firm finger at the parchment pinned beside the ring. “No sparring session for our age group until two whole weeks from now?! That’s basically a lifetime!”Some of the older trainees chuckled.“I could age into a grandma by then,” Lily continued, voice deadly serious. “Do you want that on your conscience, Uncle Beta Rio? A tiny, furious grandma with a hugeeeee grudge?”Rio pinched the bridge of his nose. “Liliana, we’ve discussed this already. A thousand times at that! Your group’s still being evaluated. You will start sparring soon.”She groaned, tugging at her hair. “But I already spar with Brinn and Aya and

Lily's POV I didn’t mean to sneak off.Really!!But when a tiny, fluffy, heartbreakingly helpless owl drops out of a tree right in front of you, what are you supposed to do? Walk away? Let it get eaten by a fox or a snake or a squirrel with unresolved anger issues?No.You rescue it. Like a hero. Like a noble, powerful, extremely responsible almost-seven-year-old.So that’s what I did.Slipped out of the gathering circle after breakfast. Tucked my half-eaten bread in my pouch. Crept through the trees like a whisper.No one even noticed....Probably.The owl chick looked up at me with those gigantic, blink-blink eyes. Its feathers were all floofy, like someone had fluffed up a cotton ball.Imagine that? Fluffed cotton ball!I gently scooped it up, cradled it in my arms like Mama does with sick pups, and whispered, “Don’t worry, birb. I’m here. Lily’s got you.”It blinked again.I named him Tumbles.—---We made our way deeper into the forest. I remembered the old tree with the hollow

Lily’s POVI woke up before dawn, which is what usually happens—except when my brother had his big rematch duel and didn’t wake me up for it! I will never ever forget his betrayal.Never!!This morning, though? This morning was different. My chest felt like it carried a squirrel. Or maybe multiple squirrels hopped inside overnight and were doing interpretive dance across my ribs.I slipped past our camp’s sleeping circle, careful not to trip on Brinn’s boots or Joha’s discarded scarf. My stomach rumbled. My mind raced. Today was the day. The Compass Game.The Compass Game!!! I was finally old enough to join. (I’ve been suffering for six whole years ever since I was born, obviously.)The clearing buzzed with energy. Ribbons fluttered from poles. Pups whispered strategy over wrinkly maps like they were deciphering ancient runes. I spotted Joha across the way watching me with those big-brother eyebrows. He mouthed, ‘Be careful,’ and winked.I gave him a thumbs-up, quickly ran to his sid

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