All Chapters of Finding their Luna at an all boys school: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

RIVENI thought Cassidan was playing when he asked me out but a week later, he comes up with a real invite.“Here,” he said, handing me a folded envelope that had riches inscribed in its fabric. My brows were pinched together in confusion. I didn’t know whether to take it or to let it stay in his own hands.Cassidan chuckled lightly then took my hand and slipped the envelope inside of it. “What is this?” I asked“Look at it, it’s right there in your hands,” he replied and I felt my throat dry up a bit before shaking off whatever anxiety this was and peeled the envelope open.You have been invited to the solstice ball of the young ages. All individuals are to come with their masks and all plus one’s are to be declared. Thank you — I read and looked back at Cassidan still lost.“You’re coming,” his brows raised and it finally clicked. Immediately I started to shake my head.Absolutely not! There was too much at stake here. Nyx was causing mayhem, something was amiss. We weren’t in the

RIVENIf humiliation had a scent, it’d probably be rosewater and entitlement.Which is exactly what hit me the moment Bess Thorn reappeared.She’d changed masks, same face beneath, smiling sweetly like she hadn’t spent the past hour trying to publicly skin me alive. Her laughter floated through the crowd, glass-sharp, slicing through the music.I should’ve walked away. Should’ve ignored her. But I stayed because apparently, I have a death wish wrapped in sarcasm and Cassidan was really into this party.“Still hiding in corners?” she cooed, clutching a champagne flute she didn’t deserve. “Poor little Riven. You look like a lost servant boy.”I smiled, tight and deadly. “And you look like someone who mistakes expensive fabric for class.”Her eyes glittered, the way knives do before they’re thrown. “Careful. People might start to think you’re jealous.”She must have hit her head somewhere.“Of what?” I shot back. “Synthetic charm?”A few chuckles rippled nearby. She didn’t like that. Her

RIVENThe sound of the crowd still clawed at my ears even after the doors slammed behind me.It wasn’t until I stepped out into the hall that I realized I was shaking not from cold, but from everything else. From the heat of too many eyes, from Kael’s mouth still ghosting on mine, from the way my lungs had decided drowning wasn’t enough humiliation for one night.The marble under my boots was slick, wet. My breath came ragged, shallow.Gods. I’d just made a scene in front of half the Academy.I dragged a hand over my face, hating the taste of chlorine, of panic, of him.Kael Ardent—perfect, controlled, untouchable—had kissed me. No, saved me, I corrected bitterly, though the line between both acts was too blurred to matter. And now, every eye in that glittering hellhole thought we’d shared something romantic, scandalous.My chest tightened. He’d kissed Bess Thorn earlier that same night, hadn’t he? Everyone had seen that too. The golden couple, the untouchable beauty and the golden he

RIVEN The night swallowed sound.Leaves pressed against my boots, wet and cold, muffling every step as I ran. Branches clawed at my jacket, and the air tasted of iron. I didn’t care where I was going—only that I was getting away. Away from Kael’s eyes, away from the water, away from the way my own heart had betrayed me.My breath came in bursts. The forest stretched endless ahead of me, trunks silvered by the moon, shadows threading through the fog. I didn’t stop. If I stopped, I’d think, and if I thought, I’d break.Something inside my chest wouldn’t quiet.It burned. It pulsed. It felt like someone else’s heartbeat was trapped inside me, fighting to get out.I pressed a hand over my ribs, gasping. “What’s happening—”And then it hit.A flashlike lightning beneath skin. My vision blurred. The ground tilted. I tasted salt and smoke. Suddenly I wasn’t just me. I felt another heartbeat, heavier, older, matching mine in violent rhythm. Kael.The link didn’t speak in words; it was sensat

RIVENThe trees shuddered.It was not the wind this time. The air itself shifted, heavy with a low vibration that crawled up from the ground into my bones. Nyx froze for the briefest second, his claws half-unsheathed, eyes flicking past me into the darkness between the trunks.Then they stepped out.Three of them. Silent. Shadows wearing human skin.Cassidan in front, his eyes bright and steady, his jaw locked tight. Damon to his left, bare-armed and breathing slow, too calm. Kael a step behind, his face unreadable, but his aura burned like stormlight.They did not speak. They did not even look at me.Nyx’s grip on me loosened as he took a cautious step back. His usual smirk was gone. The forest went so quiet that the sound of his boot crunching against a leaf felt deafening.“What—” he began, but Cassidan moved first.It was a blur. A single motion. Cassidan’s hand slammed into Nyx’s chest, the impact throwing him backward into a tree so hard bark split and scattered. The sound echoe