All Chapters of Moon Called : Werewolf Academy (Book 1): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Miss Woods.” Mrs. Humphrey sits forward in her seat, wrapping both hands around her teacup and staring intently at me. “What I tell you in this office tonight is crucial. If this information slips into the wrong ears, it can cost a lot of lives. I’m certain you don’t want anything to happen to Mr. Ledger or your friends, do you?”I give a brisk nod, then frown. “Aren’t you supposed to stick to the rules, though? Why are you protecting them?”“Nothing means more to me than my students in this academy. They will always come first. Always.” She provides me with a telling expression. “Yes. What I’m doing is against our law. But I’m working on something that will prove to the world that hybrids can coexist peacefully in our world.”“Does this include vampires?”Her lips thins into a tight line. “There has always been a war between our kind and theirs. That’s probably going to be the hardest part to deal with in this whole situation.”“But aren’t they evil?” I ask. “From what I understand

Monday, school resumes as if nothing happened. Well—sort of. Nate spent the weekend with his family after the incident, and I knew the moment he saw us, he was going to have a few things to say.Sure enough, Nate makes a few attempts in between classes to make his inquiries with either me or Celeste, but all the teachers seem to be dead set on focusing on our current work. Exams are drawing close, which is another thing I don’t want to think about.I scarce make it to lunch, sitting at our usual table with my tray, when Nate skips the server booth and heads straight for me. I bite down a smile despite everything. You know it’s a big deal when Nate skips a meal—especially lasagna. Celeste, who comes in after him, seems to notice it, too, grabbing two trays in the front and heading for the server bar.Nate barely makes it to my table, blowing out air, “What’s the news on Ari?” He drags out a chair beside me and flops down, scanning the cafeteria. “And where’s our knight in shining armor

A deafening crash rips my attention from the history book sprawled across my lap. My head snaps toward the foot of Ariah’s bed, my heart inside my stomach. There, in the middle of discarded clothes and old notebooks, lies a shattered vase of daisies. Pale petals scatter across the floor while water seeps between the floorboards, tracing slow, snaking lines as if deciding where to go. The faint smell of damp earth fills the room, mingling with the musty scent of laundry and the ever-present aroma of coffee grounds from Ariah’s corner.I toss the book aside and slide off the bed, my feet barely making a sound on the floor. As I inch closer to the mess of crushed glass and wilting flowers, something moves in the recess of my vision. Before I can react, a shirt whips through the air, grazing my cheek with the softest brush.A startled yelp escapes my lips, and I stumble backward, my heart lurching in my chest. Instinctively, I raise my hands, palms outward, shielding myself from whatever

Elijah leads me out of the cafeteria, his strides heavy as if dragging an unseen weight. Behind us, Nate slouches deeper into his chair, sulking down at his smoothie for company.The buzz of the cafeteria fades as we cross the quieter side of the academy, the faint echoes of our footsteps breaking the stillness. The walls here seem to hold their breath, lined with dusty portraits of long-forgotten graduates whose eyes follow us in an eerie disinterest.We reach a small alcove near the library, a spot most people forget exists. Elijah stops and turns to face me, his expression serious, almost conflicted.I tilt my head, raising an eyebrow to mask the uneasy flutter in my chest. “Okay, what’s going on? You’ve been weirdly quiet ever since Nate brought up Sally.”He runs a hand through his golden hair, the sunlight filtering through the nearby window, catching the strands and making them glow celestially. His jaw tightens, a flicker of frustration crossing his face before he schools it b

A gasp escapes my lips as I stumble forward, my palms smacking against the cold, hard tiles just in time to break my fall. The impact reverberates up my arms, the pain almost unbearable.“Well done, Miss Woods!” Mrs. Krane’s sharp, clipped voice cuts through the air from somewhere to my right. “You’re getting close to your transformation! I can hear your bones shifting in and out from all the way over here!”Oh, you best believe my damned bones shifted in and out. It hurts like hell.Lying sprawled on the gym’s icy floor, my chest heaves like a fish flopping on dry land. Every muscle in my body screams in protest.It takes everything out of me not to cry out in frustration.A gentle hand lands on my shoulder, its warmth a stark contrast to the chill of the floor. I don’t have to look up to know it’s Elijah. He kneels beside me, his presence as steady and infuriating as ever. The urge to slap his hand away flares within me, but my body won’t cooperate.“You’ll be okay,” he murmurs, his