All Chapters of That Male Alpha Is A Woman(Mated to her enemy) : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Vernon A chilling unnerving silence fell over the place that bore semblance to the gothic cathedral—except for the fact that it was called the Dead Bones in Crestfall Academy. I could see the growing confusion on everyone's faces that mirrored mine, the silent murmurs and breaths that grew heavier with every passing second. We never gathered like this in the Dead Bones except someone had died in the most unnatural, pathetic, and gruesome way. We held solemn silence here only for those who died outside of the academy. Those who died because of the trial games never had their names echoed off the strong towering walls because dying here was considered being weak. And in Crestfall Academy, there wasn't any honor reserved for the weak. The large arched double doors creaked open and as if on cue, everyone’s head snapped to the door where all the masters in the academy poured in. They were all dressed in black military uniforms—like the rest of us—just to honor the dead.

Adira(Flynn) Because of the gruesome way that Stefan died, Crestfall Academy had given almost all the students a week off to honor the dead, attend the mating convention, and most importantly, investigate Stefan’s murderer. “Vernon—” My heart twisted as his name left my mouth and I would do anything to protect him. The murder would never be traced back to him. If I told Alpha Harlan, maybe he could offer help? Not maybe. He would. I was sure of that. I collapsed on the bed, unbuttoning my chest as I allowed the cold air to seep into my bones. I removed the layers of clothes that pressed down on my breast and damn—the freedom. I missed it. In the academy, I didn't dare remove the layers of clothes binding my chest—not even at night and that was because of no one other than Miguel. The way he sometimes stared at me with suspicion gleaming in his eyes always put me on edge. It was as if he had figured that I was a girl or was about to uncover my secret. So, I didn't t

Adira(Flynn) Coming to the mating convention had to be the worst mistake of my life. I should never have come. Alpha Harlan even restricted me from coming but last night a crazy series of events that changed the whole discourse of my life happened. Carl was beaten so badly that he became totally unrecognizable. Swollen eyes and bruises on his cheeks—all because all the letters didn't reach Alpha Harlan. He’d accused him of not sending the letters and had punished him because that single act could put the lives of the members of the pack in jeopardy. I felt really bad as different thoughts coursed through my mind. Maybe I should have never told Alpha Harlan about the letters that I had sent to him through Carl. If I had done that, he would have never gotten punished. Because I was riddled with guilt, I tended to his wounds the moment Alpha Harlan dropped his sword after a rigorous training and retired for the night. And that was where it started. The slow storm tha

Adira(Flynn) Aside from ranking first and leaving the academy unscathed with my real identity protected, the goal was to avoid Miguel by any means possible. The night that he kissed that brunette with bright blue eyes, my chest had tightened so badly that it felt like more pressure on it could tear it apart. My wolf—Zandora—had howled badly when he pulled the flustered woman to his chest, with his hand supporting her head before those eyes that had darkened to a shade narrowed on me. He had smirked cockily at me before he planted a kiss on her cheek. The physical pain that I had felt from my mate that night was indescribable. Being intimate with someone other than one’s mate was considered ‘cheating’ and the wronged mate always bore the consequences. I should have thought twice before bringing the suggestion for us to get into relationships just to weaken the mate bond. Or I should have kissed Vernon so that Miguel felt twice as much pain as the pain that gripped me that

Miguel Blue eyes. Curly brown hair. A man much taller than he was. I scribbled into my notebook, standing behind Master Ridge who barked orders, occasionally tossing glances at me over his shoulder just to make sure that I was busy writing the reports on the squads and their leaders. “Did you get that?”“Mmm” I gave a curt nod, sealing it with a smile as if I did something substantial when the truth was, the note was filled with the names that almost fit into Flynn’s description of the jerk he was dating. But from all the names that I had put down, none of them matched the features that rattled me. Average Height. Light blue eyes. Not dreamy like he had mentioned. Wrong hair. “Jasper,” I murmured under my breath, dragging the pen across his name. “Doesn't fit,”Frustration clogged my throat as a growl rumbled from my chest and for a second, a myriad of thoughts flooded through my mind. What if Flynn told a lie? There wasn't anyone who had the complete features he mentioned an