Semua Bab MY BOYS IN THE WOLVES ACADEMY : Bab 71 - Bab 80

ARIAWe sit at a round wooden table, distant from the bustling crowd, under the dim lights. A maid served ten different types of dishes on the table, keeping her head low, then quietly stepped aside.Lozark sips from his whiskey and rests the glass on the table, echoing a clink sound through the silence shrouding us.As he leans back on his throne, his gaze pins on Victor, suspiciously wicked.“Your daughter isn't afraid of me.” The first sentence comes out of his devilish voice.“She just can't stand injustice,” Jay answers, taking my fingers in his palm, securing them with a warm grip under the table.“You're already protecting your mate.” Lozark turns his gaze to Jay, stirring tension in the air, twisting it into a cold silent storm.“He cares for Hailey a lot,” Jonathan says, grabbing a glass of whiskey, passing a dreadful glance to Jay.Lozark smiles.“Very good. Mates should always stand for each other because that's what makes a bond stronger.” He savours another sip of whiskey

RIZZThe doctor sits in his dark, slightly ripped chair, snuggling it under the table, and rests his arms on the top, crossing his fingers.“Rizz Sylvester.” He already knows my name.“I thought you had a powerful wolf.” “My wolf was wounded seven years ago. Ever since then, it tends to go wild without any reason. Even attacks my mate.” “Kelly is your mate, right?” I nod my head in response.“Give me your hand.” He orders.Pulling up my sleeve, I rest my forearm on the table, and he wraps his fingers around my wrist, observing the veins stretching underneath my skin.“Your wolf is indeed wounded.” “Is there a cure?” My brows furrow.He slowly draws back his fingers from my wrist, sliding to his side.“I do have a medicine that can cure your wolf but there's something strange…”“What is it?” “Your wolf might be wild, but it shouldn't attack its own mate. Even in the worst-case scenario, wolves never attack mates.”“Mates calm wolves.” “The problem with your wolf is that he has lo

ARIAHe takes a step forward, glaring into my eyes.“Aren’t you still on the swimming pool duty but you've been slacking off. Why?” “You assigned me to swimming pool duty because you thought I started a fight with Jerek. Now that everything's clear. Why should I be on that duty?” He glances at Zen, Dalia's brother.In a flash, Zen brings him a dark, cushioned chair. He sits on it, leans back, and rests his right elbow on the armrest.He is like a king and I'm his disciple.The other members stand on the left, including Dalia, waiting for his next words.“You broke the rule, Hailey Randle.”“What rule?” “No girls are allowed in the athletes' room. On top of that, you slapped one of the athletes. Whatever happened between you and Jerek is none of my damn concern.”Rage ramps up in my blood, and I angrily close my fingers into a tight fist.“If you wish to stay in the disciplinary committee, you have to take responsibility for your duty or you're free to leave.”Ever since he found ou

Early morning…ARIAI run to the garden, cutting through the crowd, tears rolling down my eyes. As the sight of her pale face reveals before me, my legs lose strength, dropping to my knees into the mud.A white sheer cloth is covering her lifeless corpse, students whispering around her, and she's gone, vanished.“Ella.” “Wake up, Ella.” “Ella, please, wake up.”The guards examining her body step aside, allowing me to mourn. “Ella, you can't go like this.”“Wake up, I beg you.”The warmth of arms wraps my shoulders, snuggling me in, and my head rests on his chest, breaking down.Jay holds me tightly in his embrace, protecting me like a shield.“We didn't even say goodbye.”“Why would someone kill her?” His fingers brush down my hair, a touch of comfort radiating to my skin.“Ella…” A voice cuts through my crying.Lifting my head from Jay's chest, I turn to the familiar voice, and notice a tear rolling down Ezek's eye. He kneels beside me on the ground, shocked and shattered.His fi

ARIALozark stands before me, casting his shadow upon my presence. An eerie feeling blooms in the air, slowly crawling over my skin.His face strikes horror in the crowd. The expression he is holding resembles the devil who manages hell.Luckily, I am a hunter, and I'm not scared.“Alpha.” Sheena steps forward.“Hailey is our prime suspect for the three murders. We suspect she might have some kind of links with the hunters.”He looks into my eyes, twitching his brows.“I never thought we’d meet like this again. Isn't it quite upsetting?”“Someone is trying to frame me, Alpha.”The corner of his mouth curves.Two guards rush towards us, holding cushioned chairs in their grip. One for Lozark and one for Sheena.As the guards put down the chairs on the floor, they sit on the cushions.The interrogation starts with a drum sound.“Hailey Randle.” Lozark rests his arms on the armrests, gripping the edges tightly, the fabric of the cushion shrinking beneath his pressure.“So tell me, what ha