All Chapters of Moon Called : Werewolf Academy (Book 1): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The cafeteria is alive with the vibrant hues of the morning, beams of sunlight creating a shimmering effect over specs of dust floating in the air. The chatter of students fills the space, making it feel like I’ve stepped into a whole other universe. Despite this lively atmosphere, I can’t shake a certain sense of sadness.For the most part, I’m frustrated knowing Elijah is being treated like some kind of criminal.It’s been two days since we were alone, and at the rate things are going, I won’t get to spend time with him anytime soon. There’s always a guard trailing him, scrutinizing his every movement and intervening whenever he tries to communicate with anyone. Though they allow me to talk to him in passing, exchanging a few words here and there, everything we say is observed by a guard who even takes notes of our conversations.I have a sneaking suspicion they’re keeping a close eye on me, too. Whenever I pass a guard, their eyes follow me, and I’ve noticed them lingering nearby w

I endure three excruciatingly long classes before the lunch break finally arrives. My brain feels fried from the constant barrage of information, and I can’t wait to get out of the classroom. As the bell rings at the end of Numerology, Ariah calls me over, but I wave her off, mouthing a quick apology.I need to find Elijah.I weave through the crowded hallways, my eyes scanning for any sign of him. After a few minutes, I spot him standing by the announcement board, a deep frown etched across his face. The atmosphere around him feels tense, almost electric, as students give him and his ever-present guard a wide berth.My focus shifts to the board, where clear pictures of Katie and Lila ask students to come forth with any information that might lead to an arrest. My heart twists at the sight of Katie’s wide smile, and I tear my eyes away.“Hey,” I say, approaching Elijah and the guard shadowing him. The guard’s expression hardens as he crosses his arms and glares at me, but I ignore him

Luca’s POV.I slump back in a chair tucked into the far corner of the cafeteria, gnawing on a cold, stiff fry, my eyes locked on Elijah, ‘definitely-up-to-something’ Ledger.Guards are stationed at every exit, with one planted between the boys’ and girls’ bathrooms across the room, but they’re distracted. Two of them keep glancing up at the ceiling, tracking something I can’t see, while the third, by the main exit, seems more interested in scratching an itch. His attention darts everywhere except where it should be—on Mr. Suspicious.And the man in question? He’s watching the guards with a sly smirk like he’s in on a joke only he understands. I’d wager all the cold fries on my plate that he’s behind their sudden lack of focus.But why is he so eager to throw them off his trail? Maybe he wants some alone time with his girlfriend, but she’s a few tables away, engrossed in conversation with her friends. He hasn’t glanced her way even once.My eyes slide back to Elijah. What is our future

Hailey’s POV.“Stupid, freaking, insufferable, top-class cow!” Nate hisses over his shoulder at Valerie, who shoots us a saccharine-sweet smile from her table in the center of the cafeteria. “One day, I swear—”“Nate, it’s okay. Leave it, please.” I press four fingers to my temple and sigh. “She’ll get back what she dishes out. Eventually.”“And when will that be?” he snaps as Celeste grabs his arm, guiding him toward the cafeteria exit, with Ariah and me trailing behind. “When she’s old and shriveled up like a prune?”“That would be karma,” Celeste snickers. “She’s so self-obsessed.”“I mean, it’s just juice,” I say, despite my pride being a bit bruised. Nate stops dead in his tracks and gives me that signature look of his—the one that screams, ‘Oh yeah?’—it’s when I know he’s not letting this go. “Okay, fine. What do you suggest I do about it?”“Hmmm, let me think.” Nate yanks his arm free from Celeste’s grip, eyeing the massive cherry-red stain on my white shirt with disgust. “That

I mutter to myself, “This place is really going to drive me insane.” Being careful, I let go of the door, making sure it stays in place. Once I’m confident the rock will hold, I turn and make my way back to my room.When I reach my door, I find Elijah standing outside, flanked by two guards. He’s deep in conversation with Ariah, but when she spots me, she exclaims, “Ah, there she is.”“Hey?” I say, shooting Elijah an inquisitive look, trying to ignore the heavy stares from the guards. “What are you doing here?”Elijah holds up his history notebook. “I need help with something.”I know he’s looking for an excuse to talk to me, but I play along. “Sure. What do you need help with?”Elijah opens the notebook and points to a random section of notes on runes and symbols. “I’m missing a few descriptions.”Which, of course, he isn’t. I nod, signaling for him to follow me into the room. “Let me grab my book.”As we step inside, Elijah turns to the guards. “I’m sure you don’t need to stand insi