CHAPTER 30: I Will Bend Her

Alicia stared at her reflection in the mirror, watching as her eyes flickered between purple and brown. The shift was subtle but unmistakable, like a pulse of color moving through her irises before fading back to their normal shade.She leaned closer to the mirror, her fingers gripping the edges of the sink.It happened again.Purple.Then brown.Her breathing slowed as she forced herself to calm down. Panicking hadn’t helped earlier, and it certainly wouldn’t help now. Still, the sight unsettled her in a way she couldn’t explain.Her eyes had never done that before.Not once.Alicia lifted a hand and lightly touched beneath one eye as if that might somehow reveal what was wrong. Her reflection stared back at her with the same confusion she felt inside.What is happening to me?The question echoed in her mind, heavy and unanswered.She had calmed down compared to earlier, but the fear hadn’t disappeared. It lingered quietly in the back of her thoughts, like a shadow she couldn’t escap

Chapter 31 - What Are You

Alicia stood frozen before the mirror, her fingers curled tightly against the edge of the sink as she struggled to steady her breathing. Moments ago, panic had consumed her entirely, flooding her veins with a force she could neither understand nor control. Now, slowly, painfully slowly, it began to recede. The unnatural glow that had overtaken her eyes dimmed, the vivid purple fading until her reflection returned to something almost familiar. Almost.She inhaled deeply, once… twice… forcing her lungs to obey her, forcing her racing heart to quiet. But even as her outward appearance settled, the unease within her remained, curling tightly in her chest like a warning she could not ignore.When she finally opened the bathroom door, she wasn’t surprised to find Raymond still there.Of course he hadn’t left.Her gaze flickered toward him for only a second before she deliberately looked away, unwilling to engage, unwilling to give him even the smallest piece of whatever control he seemed d

Chapter 32- Natasha's Chant

“We have been waiting.” One of the men finally spoke, breaking the heavy silence that had settled in the dim room. A figure draped in a dark hood stepped forward, moving with deliberate calm until she stood directly in front of Alicia. Pain throbbed at the back of Alicia’s neck, forcing her hand to remain pressed against it as she struggled to lift her head. Her vision wavered slightly, but she still tried to focus on the person before her. Yet the hood concealed everything. No face. No identity. Only presence. “Speak less and let’s get to work,” the hooded figure said, her tone firm and unyielding. Alicia’s brows tightened in confusion. It was a woman. The realization settled uneasily in her chest. She searched her memory rapidly, trying to understand what she could have possibly done to deserve this. She had only just arrived at Moonlined College. She had barely spoken to anyone, barely stepped out of her own confusion long enough to offend anyone. So why her? The hooded w

Chapter 33 - The Growl Behind The Door

Back in the supply room, the air still trembled with the residue of magic.“What the heck was that?” one of the men demanded, his voice breaking the suffocating silence. It came out louder than he likely intended, edged with fear he couldn’t quite mask.Natasha’s head snapped toward him. The sharpness of the movement alone was enough to make both men stiffen. Slowly, deliberately, she turned her entire body to face him. Then she began to walk forward, each step measured, soundless against the cold floor, yet heavy with intent.“Keep shut, human,” she said softly.Her voice was low, almost calm, but it carried something far more dangerous than anger. A promise.The man swallowed hard. Whatever defiance had pushed him to speak dissolved instantly, leaving only raw, instinctive fear.Natasha didn’t spare him another glance.Instead, her gaze drifted back to the spot where Alicia had been moments ago. The emptiness there felt wrong, unnatural. Her eyes narrowed slightly, her brows drawin

Chapter 34 - When Control Breaks

Anger coursed through Raymond’s veins like wildfire, spreading fast and hot, until it felt like his entire body was struggling to contain it. It wasn’t just anger, it was something far more dangerous, something that pressed against his skin as though it wanted out. His temperature kept rising, his pulse uneven, and with every passing second, he could feel his control slipping further away.He hadn’t taken his medication.He knew exactly what that meant.He simply didn’t care.Right now, nothing mattered except Alicia.The image of her lying unconscious, pale and fragile, refused to leave his mind. It replayed over and over, each time tightening something inside his chest, each time fueling the rage burning through him. And behind that image, there was only one person responsible.Natasha.Her name alone made his jaw clench, bitterness settling heavily on his tongue. She would deny everything, he could already see it. Twist the truth, manipulate the situation, make it seem like nothing

Chapter 35 - The Alpha’s Command

Raymond barely waited until he crossed the boundary of the packhouse before shifting. The change tore through him fast and violent, his wolf surging to the surface as if it had been clawing for release all along. He clamped his clothes between his teeth, unwilling to lose time, or shred the last decent set he owned, and bolted into the forest.The woods blurred past in streaks of shadow and moonlight.Every instinct in him screamed urgency.‘Natasha.’The thought alone sharpened his pace. She was unpredictable on her best days, but desperation made her dangerous. And Alicia, fragile in ways she didn’t even understand, was no match for someone like Natasha.His wolf pushed harder.Faster.He didn’t slow until the dormitory came into view, its stone structure rising at the edge of the academy grounds, separated just enough from the packhouse to give the illusion of normalcy. To outsiders, it was just student housing. To the wolves, it was controlled territory.He shifted the moment his