All Chapters of Moon Called : Werewolf Academy (Book 1): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“One of our students, Miss Ariah Winter, has fallen victim to whoever is behind the attacks occurring around the academy,” Mr. Barnes announces, rubbing his hands together. “Unfortunately, she is in a dire state but, thus far, is alive. I ask that all of you send her your prayers and well wishes for her speedy recovery.”Nate pulls a face, muttering under his breath, “We already know that, you toad.”“Now, I cannot provide much more information regarding the state of Miss Winter; however, you will be informed once there are any new developments. No visiting the hospital will be allowed until further notice. As for that, we will be keeping you all in the cafeteria until we have secured the grounds.”A rush of groans follows, echoing the collective frustration in the room.“Settle down, settle down, everyone,” Mr. Barnes raises his hands, attempting to calm the crowd. “You will be served cocoa and bagels. And due to the disturbances over the past few weeks—and your disrupted sleep sched

I shake my head. “No, that’s all I have.”“Good. Then, for now, you’re cleared, Mr. Ledger.”Elijah barely nods, his expression guarded, clearly troubled—again.“As for you, Miss Woods,” she turns to me, her tone firm. “If you experience any more trouble or receive any unusual requests, come to me immediately. Understood?”“I understand,” I say, folding my arms across my chest.“You’re all dismissed until further notice.”The second the office door clicks shut behind us, Nate explodes into a rant. “I’m telling you, I suspect vampires are behind the attacks. I mean, it makes sense, doesn’t it? Why otherwise would there be blood on Ariah’s mouth? How did it get there? Wait—did she have any injuries on her face? Her neck?”I press my fingers to my temples, massaging. I’m at the start of a killer headache. “No, she had no injuries to her face. Well, except for the blood on her lips. And I didn’t see her neck.”“See? It proves my point.” His eyes bounce from mine to Celeste, then stop on L

I’m torn from an almost-catatonic sleep by someone shaking me by the shoulders and shouting, “She’s conscious. Wake up, Hailey!”“Are you sure she’s not dead?” Nate’s familiar voice teases.My eyes pop open to find Celeste grinning at me. “Ariah is awake, Hails. Humphrey’s already made arrangements for us to go see her!”I don’t think I’ve ever woken up faster than at that moment, sprinting up from the two-seater sofa I’d been napping on in Celeste’s bedroom. “Wait—what?”“Hell yeah.” Nate does an awkward dance of excitement. “Humphrey said she’s been up and talking.”A sudden, unexpected wave of dizziness slams into me, and just as fast as I stand up, I find myself butt-planting back onto the sofa. “Whoa.” I press my palms to my forehead, trying to clear my vision.“Are you okay?” Nate is by my side in an instant, gently resting a hand on my shoulder. “You look a bit pale.”“It must be the lack of sleep,” Celeste concedes. “Like, for real, she’s been through all kinds of emotions and

I poke a fry, listening to my friends bickering back and forth. Despite feeling well-rested after crashing on Celeste’s comfy sofa for the night after we came back from the hospital and the whole morning, I’m not in the mood to find myself in an argument with anyone.Not that I’m in the position to debate, as I have no clue about how the vampire race does things or goes about to begin with. And, I seem to be out of the loop of how things function in the werewolf world as it is. I still have so much to learn.“Well, I do believe that theory, too,” Nate snips. “I think someone in this school is letting in vampires.”“That’s ridiculous.” Celeste picks up a fry, dipping it in mayonnaise. This rewards her with a disgusted look from Nate. “Why would any werewolf allow a vampire into the school? They are death-on-bite for us.”“Eww, you’re going to actually—eww!” Nate flinches as Celeste pops the fry into her mouth. “You are so freaking gross.”“Buddy, mayonnaise is hands down the best addit

I don’t see Elijah for the next two days.I assume he’s either avoiding me because of Luca, or he’s staying clear because I spent those two days catching up on sleep.By the third, things are back to normal as normal can be defined. Classes resume, gossip spreads, and Ariah is back—as if nothing ever happened. I’m moved back into our room with her, provided with extra security courtesy of Ariah’s parents. The windows got thicker, jail-like bars installed, and additional protective wards were put in place on all forms of entry to the room.The door has two locks installed, too. It’s too much—but I suppose I can’t blame her parents for feeling the need to protect their daughter. A gesture I’ve never experienced with mine.It’s next to impossible not to think about them—my parents. I miss them, which makes no sense, considering how uncaring they were toward me. Trying my best to steer my mind elsewhere, I round into the cafeteria, spotting all my friends already waiting at our usual tabl