Werewolf Academia; Revenge is best served cold のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 201 - チャプター 210

NinaI should’ve stayed with her.The thought had been clawing at the back of my mind since the moment I stepped through the front door, my palms still sweaty from adrenaline and guilt. The house was dark and cold—my parents were still out, and the silence only made the shame heavier. I kept thinking about Lia—no, Malia—alone in that basement, surrounded by five trained guards.I could’ve helped her. But I didn’t.And yet... I couldn’t miss the opportunity that was laid out in front of me like a miracle.I had to save Asher.The moment I got home, I went straight to the guest bathroom where I’d hidden him. The door creaked slightly when I opened it, and I found him sitting on the edge of the tub, legs curled up, eyes glassy. His long-sleeved shirt hung off him like a coat rack—thin and pale and nothing like the Alpha he once was.But when he saw me, his face lit up like a child seeing their favorite person walk into a room.“You said Malia’s coming soon,” he murmured, eyes hopeful.I

NinaI felt my heartbeat in my throat.The moment the front door creaked open and I caught a glimpse of the men in dark grey uniforms, I knew Ronin had sent his personal hounds. These weren’t ordinary patrol guards. They moved like they’d been bred for this—sniffing out secrets and dragging people away in silence.There were three of them. One tall and lean, the other stocky with a scar running down his jaw, and the third—he had the dead eyes of a man who’d been doing this job for too long.As soon as they stepped into the living room, the sniffing began.Literally.They tilted their heads slightly, nostrils flaring like bloodhounds, the way Lycans did when they were chasing scent trails. My stomach dropped. I could feel Asher behind the door in my room, still as a statue, his heartbeat wild and thumping so loud I was scared they might hear it.But then—Pssshhhh.My mom clicked on the fragrance dispenser she’d installed by the front door, and a fresh, heavy cloud of vanilla blossom f

NinaI clenched my fists under the table, my nails digging into the soft flesh of my palms, and focused on the rhythm of my breathing—anything to keep my face still. Anything to stop the wave building inside of me from spilling out.But Banes was relentless.He didn’t shout. He didn’t threaten. He just kept talking in that calm, maddening voice, slicing through my defenses like a scalpel.“It’s weird that you would be so excited to scree someone over. But I get it. You were so eager to get rid of Asher's new obsession.” “What?” “It's okay Nina. I get it. It's painful, isn’t it?” he murmured, folding his arms as he leaned back in his chair across from me. “Loving someone who doesn’t look your way. Who never will.”I didn’t respond.He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I know how hard it must be… carrying that kind of love. That obsession. Especially now that it’s public knowledge.”My throat tightened, and my jaw ached from clenching it so hard.“You’ve always been the one in

MaliaI blinked up at the cold white light above me, my limbs sluggish, my mind still fogged from… something. I had no clue how I got here. My last memory was of Derrick pulling me aside after we barely escaped the guards—his grip a little too tight, his smile a little too fake.And now, I was here.The room I was in had a single table, two chairs, and a silence so thick it hummed in my ears. The walls were off-white, scratched up in places, and I couldn’t help but feel like I was being watched. I was stunned. Shocked, even. I expected Jude to be the one to drag me off, or maybe even the Council themselves—but instead, I was in what looked like an interrogation facility. Completely alone.What the hell happened?The door clicked open, pulling my attention sharply.A woman walked in—early forties maybe, with piercing dark eyes and a disarmingly warm smile. She didn’t look like someone who belonged in a place like this. She looked like she should be serving tea at a book club, not walki

Malia“Like I said before, all you have to do,” he said again, voice deceptively soft, “is tell them Nina deceived you. That she tricked you into helping her break Asher out.”I scoffed, shaking my head. “And you really think they’ll believe that?”“Oh, Banes will,” he said too quickly. Too confidently. It made me pause.“Why?” I asked. “Why are you so sure, Jude?”He smiled, but it wasn’t the charming kind. It was the smile of a man who knew something no one else did—a weapon he hadn’t revealed yet. “Don’t worry about that,” he said.I stared at him, my chest tightening with unease. “What are you going to do to my parents?” I asked quietly. “Since I’ve apparently… ‘messed up.’”He tilted his head slowly. That same smile faltered just a little, and then he studied me with a new sharpness. “That’s a very specific concern.”My heart thudded, but I forced myself to look bored. “What else is there to care about?”Jude crossed his arms. “Funny. For someone who knows the fate that befalls h