All Chapters of Finding their Luna at an all boys school: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Damon The door shut behind Principal Harrow with a sharp click that felt louder than it should’ve been. No one moved for a long moment. Kael stood by the window, shoulders drawn tight, every breath coming out in quiet, controlled bursts. Riven was sitting on the edge of the bed now, head lowered, strands of dark hair clinging to his—her—forehead. Gerald leaned against the wall like he hadn’t just stepped into a storm and stopped it with two sentences. I watched him. Everyone else was breathing like they’d run miles, but Gerald… Gerald was calm. Too calm. He looked like someone who’d already decided something long before the rest of us even realized there was a choice. When the silence stretched too long, I finally pushed away from the door and crossed my arms. “You didn’t have to do that,” I said, keeping my tone even. “Step in like that.” Gerald’s eyes flicked to me. He had this detached kind of focus that made it hard to tell what he was thinking. “I did.” “No,” I sai

ELARACassidan raised a hand. “Enough. Riven, the healers need space. Kael, let him breathe.”Kael’s nostrils flared, but he finally stepped back. “You’ll regret it,” he muttered, and turned sharply, leaving the room.I sank into the chair beside Gerald’s bed as the healers worked. They cleaned the wound, pressed herbs into the inflamed skin, whispered things I didn’t recognize. Hours passed in fragments the smell of blood, the faint hum of Gerald’s shallow breaths.Eventually, the head healer straightened. “He’s stable for now,” she said quietly. “Rest if you can.”I nodded, eyes fixed on his still face. “Thank you.”When the ward quieted, I reached out and brushed a damp lock of hair from his forehead. He looked fragile,too fragile for an Alpha.My mind was twisted with questions. How the hell did this happen and we were just there staring and arguing. What were those things? Where did they come from?Maybe Kael was right. Maybe something about Gerald didn’t fit. But leaving him to

KAELElara was no charity case. She was Ours. Ours to protect.The principal’s gaze flicked to my brothers. “This is what happens when Alphas play with wolves beneath them. They forget what they are. You should all remember that some of us were born to lead, others to obey.”My breathing increased. Cassidan and Damon turned their heads towards the principal. A growl escaping our lips as one. My control shattered.I didn’t need to shove Cassidan aside, he left a way for me before I even realized it, stepping forward until I could see the faint reflection of myself in the man’s cold eyes. “You don’t get to talk about him like that.”“Riven,” he corrected with a sneer. “Not him. A name doesn’t change what he is.”“He’s part of this pack,” I growled. “And if you ever—”“Enough,” he snapped. “You think your father’s name gives you immunity? You’re wasting potential, Kael Ardent. Throwing it away over a leech.”The word hit harder than claws.Cassidan grabbed my arm; Damon moved in behind

ELARAI stayed with Gerald and let him talk about all of the experiences he has had so far as a new student before he fell asleep and I left.That was yesterday and I thought I would shake off the Varkas resemblance away but it wasn’t going away.After my encounter with Kael by the ward, i didn’t know if I was ignoring him or he was ignoring me. We haven’t seen, not at practice, not at any sort of event. Damon on the other hand didn’t let me out of his sight. At practice, at classes, he was there. I didn’t want to expose any other parts of my life. Especially not painful intricate details like that.Classes were over, drills suspended after the forest incident with Gerald and us but the halls still felt tense. Everywhere I went, someone whispered about the rogues, creatures, about Gerald getting bitten, about me and Kael fighting like feral wolves. They weren’t wrong.Kael hadn’t looked at me since that day. Not properly. When he passed, his shoulder brushed mine deliberately and his

ElaraThe forest was quieter than it should’ve been. Too quiet.No crickets, no rustling leaves, no sign of night life—just the whisper of rain-soaked wind slicing through the trees.Cassidan led the way, torchlight trembling in his hand. The glow cut across his sharp jaw and the edges of his coat, casting his face in pieces of gold and shadow. Damon followed beside him, and Kael was right behind me. Too close. Every time his boot crunched the ground, I felt it at the base of my spine.My heart wouldn’t stop pounding.“We’re not supposed to be here, Cass,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. “This side was restricted for a reason. You remember what happened here, don’t you? The attacks. The bodies. Gerald—”“Gerald is the reason we need to be here,” Kael cut in from behind me.I turned to glare at him, my eyes burning. “Oh, of course. Because you always know better, right? You always know what’s best for everyone but yourself.”His eyes flashed, wolf-dark and cold. “Don’t start,