Todos os capítulos de Luna At Alpha Academy: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

“There’s a seal on Aithon’s forehead, it is rune activated,” Professor Sloane’s voice comes through the link, clipped and urgent. “It’s the same as the ones that bring you back when you’re gravely injured.” My eyes snap toward the thrashing titan. “So what? You need someone to climb onto its head?” Aithon has begun his slow descent, his colossal body dragging the volcano down with him. Explosions burst outward, showering molten rock across the valley. Trees ignite like matchsticks, the air rippling with suffocating heat that claws at our lungs. “No,” Sloane replies quickly. “We need three people. A mage stationed here can access the seal through your runes. That will slow him just long enough for the dome to fall. Once it does, teams are waiting in helicopters to descend.” Ezra’s voice whispers at the back of my mind. ‘Your pressure seal can withstand the heat now. But it’s… very risky.’ My jaw clenches. ‘You said you wouldn’t let me die…’ ‘I won’t.’ I draw in a sharp breath, p

After my walk, I text Aunt Irene to wait for me outside the Academy gates and not inside the school. Just so we can leave quickly. I layer on three pieces of clothing, each bigger than the last, each one drowned in my strongest male-scented perfumes. It feels suffocating, but it’s better than the alternative—I can’t risk giving off the scent of a female in heat at an all-male academy. Taking the back routes, I slip through the less populated areas of campus, even though it costs me extra time. At the gate, I flash my ID and the signed permission slip before they let me out. Aunt Irene is leaning against her black Range Rover, arms crossed, one heel kicked up against the car. Her expression could turn milk sour. Great. She’s already furious about something, and I haven’t even opened my mouth yet. I raise my hands in mock surrender as I approach. “Before you say anything—if you think you’re mad now, wait until you hear what I have to say.” I don’t give her time to retort. I yank the

That’s what I said but… A massive wolf has its jaws clamped around my neck. The pressure builds with every passing second, sharp fangs pricking my skin, promising to crush my throat if I so much as twitch. My pulse hammers against his teeth, my vision swimming from the sheer force of his hold. Would I be faster with my blades, or would he tear my head clean off before I even managed to form them? “I know what you’re thinking,” Professor Sloane’s voice cuts through the struggle. She steps into view with unnerving calm, crouching in front of me as though we’re sitting down for tea. Her gaze is sharp, her smile cold, stripped of every shred of warmth I’ve ever seen from her. “You won’t be able to make a move before he kills you.” The words land like a death sentence. She tilts her head, studying me as though I’m prey on a dissecting table. “Now, let’s have a conversation.” The wolf’s teeth dig in just enough to remind me of my helplessness, and the terror in my chest coils into some

“It’s not public knowledge yet, but anyone who matters already knows about this.” “Hmm…” I lean back in my chair, trying to process. “Do we at least know the identity of this ‘Enemy’?” Director Sloane shakes her head. “If we did, they’d be dead. We were given just the name.” I bite down on my lip. “Alright… and what about me? Have I been pardoned?” Her gaze hardens. “No. You’ll work under me from now on. If anything related to this threat comes up, I’ll use you. More importantly, I’m keeping you hidden—the fact that you are a healer is a card I intend to play when the time is right.” My chest feels heavy. “I see…” I murmur, reaching down to tap the faint glow of the circle etched into my skin. “Skip our training tomorrow morning,” she says suddenly, brushing invisible dust from her sleeves. “You’ll need your strength for the day.” My brows knit. “Huh? Why?” “Oh, that’s right… no one told you.” Her lips curl into a sly smile. “You’re quite the celebrity. You scored the highest

I let my hair fall around my shoulders in soft waves, the kind of effortless style I hope looks worthy of him. I chose a sundress that feels far too fancy for lunch, but this isn’t just lunch—it’s with Fredrick. My heart leaps just thinking his name. Fredrick. Who knew the moon goddess would bless someone like me with a mate? I had prepared myself to spend all my life alone… then he appeared. The center of my universe. I reach for the bouquet of sunflowers he gave me yesterday, pressing my face into them. They smell sweet, but only because he touched them, only because he chose them for me. Everything connected to him feels sacred… I never want to be apart from him. I lingered too long picking the perfect outfit, and now I’m running late. Clutching my purse, I slide into my Range Rover, my pulse quickening with every mile that closes the distance between us. When I finally arrive at the restaurant, I’m the last one there. The boys are already mid-conversation. But the moment I st