All Chapters of Alpha Academy: The Omega in Disguise : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Elias's Pov The moment I stepped past Ronan, the hairs on my neck wouldn’t settle. His gaze still felt like a weight between my shoulder blades, but I didn’t look back. Looking back meant acknowledging him. And acknowledging him meant risk.I pushed deeper into the combat wing, where rows of lockers lined the wall and the scent of metal and sweat mixed with detergent. Voices echoed from the training arena beyond the glass partition; shouts, thuds, the impact of bodies hitting mats. Instinctively, my breathing adjusted to match the room: calm, measured, Alpha.“Arden!” someone called.I didn’t bother hiding my annoyance as I turned. Kade Rowan jogged toward me, tall and lean with dark eyes and an easy swagger that made people forget he could dislocate their jaw in two moves. Rank 7. Too observant for comfort.“You missed morning circuits,” he said, grabbing a towel from a nearby rack. “What happened? Oversleep? Or did you decide the rest of us weren’t worth warming up with?”“I was bu

Elias’s POVI didn’t go straight to my dorm.That would’ve made it too traceable. Predictability got you killed faster than weakness in a place like this. Instead, I cut through the east mezzanine, passing a glass overlook where lower ranks ran obstacle drills two floors down.None of them looked up. Good. Attention was a weakness.My boots made no sound as I moved into the elite housing wing private quarters for the top fifteen, isolated from the general dormitories. Fewer eyes. Fewer questions. But the scrutiny here was sharper, quieter, better dressed.The hallway lights shifted with motion sensors, casting long shadows across the polished concrete. A maid-bot rolled past with a basket of pressed uniforms. Two third-rank trainees exited a room ahead, speaking in low tones. Their conversation halted the moment they saw me.Not out of respect. Out of wariness.My door unlocked at my wrist scan. I stepped inside and sealed it behind me.Silence.No roommate, no cameras in the private

Ronan’s POVSleep didn’t come easily anymore.Not since that night.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Arden standing in that training cell, calm, sharp, composed to the point of madness. Most people fold when pressed. He didn’t. He didn’t break eye contact, didn’t flinch, didn’t give me the satisfaction of knowing whether I’d actually cornered him.And that, somehow, was worse than being lied to.The academy was quiet after midnight. The combat rings are silent, lights dimmed, surveillance reduced to minimal cycles. The air smells of old sweat, ozone, and faint traces of dominance burned into the walls. Most Alphas sleep heavy, satisfied after a day of breaking bones and earning ranks.I never learned how.My dorm sat in the top east quadrant of the Alpha tower, where the high ranks were kept separate; for focus, or for containment, depending on who you asked. I sat at the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, staring at the biometric feed flickering across my wall screen.Arden’s nam