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chapter one

Ashley It’s my birthday today—the day every young wolf dreams about. The day I meet my wolf. Maybe even my mate. I rush through my morning routine and slip into the outfit I picked out last night during my bout of insomnia. When I turn on my phone, I’m not even surprised to see the flood of birthday messages. There are so many I wonder how I’ll reply to all of them—until I spot the one that makes me grin. It’s from Phil, my boyfriend of two years. The one I’m hoping turns out to be my mate. His message is long and sweet, the kind that makes my smile grow so wide I probably look like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. Phil’s such a sweetheart. I mean, not every she-wolf gets to call the future Alpha her boyfriend. And he’s perfect—caring, attentive… call me delulu, but I think I hit the jackpot. Thanks, babe. I love you too, I type back and hit send. Seconds later, I get his reply: Let’s hang out before your birthday ceremony. My place? I bite my lip, giddy,

Chapter two

Ashley "Not even Phillip is going to want you after this," my mom hisses. Her words crush the last bit of my already shattered heart. A few seconds ago, I could only hear her voice in the distance—loud and angry—but my thoughts had spiraled. Her words jerk me out of whatever moment I had, pulling me back to reality. "Of course he'll choose me," I respond angrily, my voice shakier than I would’ve preferred. "My Goddess, you're even more foolish than I thought. Somehow, this video is on every wolf phone in the pack. What on earth were you thinking, Ashley Grant?" my mom says, shaking her head in disapproval. Her eyes are glassy and dark—not because she wants to cry, but because she's angry enough to slap me again. "No alpha is going to pick you as his mate, especially not Phillip, not when you've disgraced yourself in the most scandalous way possible. Why do you think your mate rejected you?" She pauses, staring at me like I'm her biggest disappointment ever. The weight of her word

chapter three

AshleyMy boyfriend is screwing someone. That someone is my best friend.What the actual fuck? I literally took an hour and thirty-minute drive to meet him, thinking his parents were mad at him, and all the while he was just fucking my stupid best friend. My breath catches in my throat, I blink hard, shaking my head furiously... this happens in movies, not real life. Phil couldn't have faked what we had. Zoe can't just stab me in the back like that. I've known her since I was in preschool.I lurch forward, resting my hands against my knees as I feel the woods around me spin. It feels like my lungs have been cut off from oxygen, each breath heavy and labored. I can feel my wolf's pain—who has still refused to speak to me. Her whimpers echo in my head, low and painful, and I shut my eyes.Rage boils in my stomach till it spreads through my body and I lose control of my actions. I stomp toward the door, not giving a fuck if they hear me or not. In fact, let them. One angry jerk of the d

chapter 4

AstridThe academy looks like it was carved out of frost and giant stones. Cold. Clean. Intimidating. Just like everything my mother loves.The black-and-silver uniform clings to my skin like armor — well pressed charcoal black blazer , a silver shirt, knee length flared skirt and ankle socks... suffocating. My boots echo too loudly as I walk through the main hall. Marble floors. High ceilings. Glass walls that reflect versions of myself I don’t recognize. Do they know who I am? I wonder.Then again, I barely know. I mean I thought I swapped bodies earlier while I brushed.People stare. Not curious. Assessing. Like they’re trying to place me on a scale — power, money, bloodline. I’ve never felt so exposed while being so covered.My lungs tighten. My fingers itch to fidget, to disappear—“Hey! You’re Astrid, right?”The voice is warm, light, and way too loud for this place. I turn and blink at the girl practically skipping toward me. She’s got big dark curls, glossy lips, and a smile

chapter five

AshleyMy new room is… beautiful.In a polished, catalog-kind-of-way.Marble floors. High ceilings. There’s even a floor-length mirror by the closet and a sleek little lamp on the desk.But even with all that, it still feels like what it is — school.The air smells faintly of lavender and floor polish. The walls are a soft cream, but the kind that reflects fluorescent light in a way that makes everything feel sterile.Still, it’s mine. For now. One person per room — I guess that’s the perk of being a late transfer with a last-name-that-opens-doors.I’m halfway through unpacking, tugging out the last of my shirts and folding them into the closet when my stomach twists — not from nerves this time, but the not-so-subtle memory of lunch.Goddess, that lunch.Kale. Quinoa. Something suspiciously green and grainy. The Academy prides itself on serving “clean, optimal fuel” to keep us “at our peak.” By the looks of things, it might take me a while to adjust.I sigh and toss the final hoodie

chapter six

Aiden "If it isn't the man of the hour," I flash a cheeky smile at my uncle, who comes storming into the office. I should’ve known Principal Darwin would snitch. The moment I left combat, he was already on his phone, probably calling him. Perfect. Like the kiss-arse Darwin is, he not only bows but scurries around like a maid serving his master. That calms my uncle’s angry nerves a bit. He dismisses Darwin with a wave, and he leaves us alone. I'm about to get the usual lecture. The one where I'm scolded and I talk back just to piss him off, then shut up and wait for him to wrap it up. "What's it going to be next? Snogging a teacher?" Lucas Whitlock, my uncle, says aloud, eyebrows knitted—and I chuckle, amused by his imagination. His white-blonde hair is slightly tousled from running his fingers through it. Dark blue eyes, bearing a glint of frustration, anger, and every other emotion I’m used to, stare back at me. "I don’t do older women, so it'll be a student. Besides, this shit

Chapter seven

Astrid There's a knock on the door. "I come with peace offerings!" Eva curtsies dramatically when I open the door. I giggle at my new friend’s performance and step aside. Her steps are hurried, hands wrapped around her stomach, clutching the bottom of her folded pullover as she walks—no, runs—to my bed. And just when I'm about to ask what's up, she unfolds her arms and a rain of candies, chocolates, and gummies pour. "You're welcome," Eva winks and plops on my bed. "Wow." I stare at the colourful, diabetic-prone display. This is contraband, but that's not what bothers me—it’s how she got those. She meets my gaze, a sly smirk on her face. "I've my ways. Come on, it's all yours. The diet here isn't this colourful." I've only had two meals so far, and I agree. "I noticed. Thanks for this, but you didn't have—" my sentence dies halfway when Eva arches an unimpressed brow and rolls her eyes. "What are you, Joan of Arc?" "Joan of Arc? Humour me," I giggle lazily, ripping

Chapter eight

Astrid The air between us is electric. Cold air whips past my skin. My dumb-ass choice of a sports bra does nothing for insulation, but all I feel is him. The heat pouring off his body? Maddening. It’s like it’s burning through mine, crawling up my spine, coiling in the pit of my stomach. My blood seems to know him—even if I pretend every goddamn day that I don’t. I can’t breathe right. My chest rises and falls too fast, and my legs? Honestly, they feel like they’re about to give out. I’m so close I can hear his breathing—low, rough, controlled—but barely. I feel it brushing over my cheek. He smells like sandalwood and pine. Warm. Earthy. Wild. The kind of scent that could make a wolf crawl just to get a taste. My wolf purrs. Of course, she does. Growling softly under my skin, hot and loud. She’s been quiet since I told her to back off earlier—but she’s still there, buzzing in the back of my skull like she’s just waiting to take over the wheel. One bad move, and she’s dri

chapter nine

Ashley Lunch has just begun, and the cafeteria is already buzzing with voices and the clatter of cups and trays. I sit with Eva, tracing the rim of my cup with my finger, half-listening to the noise around me, half-lost in thought, yet thinking about nothing in particular. The tables fill up fast. No one else joins us—it’s just me and Eva. I like it that way, or at least I tell myself I do.Eva leans in and nudges me gently. “Come sit with us,” she says, nodding toward the opposite end of the dining hall, where a group of girls are seated.I scan the group—they're unfamiliar faces, too much attention.They look like they take their studies, Justin Bieber, and K-fashion choices seriously. I shake my head with a small smile and politely decline—not out of hate or any other emotion. I just can’t sit through questions I would be uncomfortable with.Questions pertaining to my late admission—I still haven’t found a convincing answer yet.“I’m good here.”She rolls her eyes in that exaggera

Chapter ten

Astrid I’ve been in this class for twelve minutes and already I want the ground to swallow me whole. It’s boring. But how else would it be when Professor Baikey—with his hawk-like stare and that voice that sounds like he’s speaking through his goddamn nose—is the one talking about history? My least favorite subject. The air smells like paper and stale ink and boredom. Professor Baikey paces the front like a drill sergeant in a stiff, salt-and-pepper suit. His shoes click against the tile like a metronome of doom. My fingers twitch around my pen. When is this class going to end? I’m struggling to keep my eyes open, and the quiet in here is way too sleep-inducing. Oh Goddess… Then it happens. He stops. Dead in his tracks. Turns to me with full-blown judgment blazing in his eyes. “You,” he says sharply, pointing a bony finger my way. “Define the Lycan Jurisdiction Protocol.” Shit. My heart performs a back flip then proceeds to pound like a Conga drum. Sweat prickles the ba

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