All Chapters of Crimson Moon Academy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Chapter 1:Silver EyesThe letter arrived on a Tuesday, which should have been my first warning that everything was about to go straight to hell.I stood at our broken mailbox, the cream-colored envelope pristine against my dirt-stained fingers, while the rest of Pine Hollow's residents pretended not to stare. They'd been doing that my whole life—staring but not quite staring, whispering but not quite whispering. You'd think after seventeen years, I'd be used to it.You'd be wrong."Aria Blackwood," I read aloud, tracing the elegant calligraphy with my thumb. No one in Pine Hollow received mail with such beautiful writing. Hell, most of us were lucky if the bills arrived without coffee stains.The return address made my blood turn to ice: Crimson Moon Academy."No," I whispered, my hands starting to shake. "No, no, no."But there it was, the official seal pressed into blood-red wax—a crescent moon wrapped around a wolf's head. Everyone knew what that meant. Every human between sevente

Chapter 3:Through the VeilThe landscape changed dramatically in the fifth hour of our journey. The normal forest gave way to something older, darker. Trees that seemed to touch the clouds. Shadows that moved independently of the wind. And a mist that clung to everything like a living thing."We're entering the Territories," Professor Blackthorne announced. "You may experience some discomfort as we pass through the barrier. This is normal."Discomfort was an understatement. The moment we crossed whatever invisible line separated the human world from the werewolf territories, pain shot through my skull like someone was trying to crack it open from the inside. I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood, determined not to make a sound.But I wasn't the only one suffering. All around me, students groaned, gasped, and cried out. Jenny actually whimpered, pressing her palms against her temples. Even Ethan went rigid beside me, his knuckles white as he gripped his book.Only I seemed to notice

Chapter 5:The Hunt BeginsI barely slept that first night.Sophie snored softly in the bed across from mine, apparently able to find peace despite everything. But every time I closed my eyes, I saw golden ones staring back. Felt phantom breath on my neck. Heard that chorus of howls calling to something primal inside me.When the morning bell rang at six AM sharp, I was almost grateful for the excuse to stop pretending."Rise and shine!" Sophie chirped, already bouncing out of bed. "First day of classes! Aren't you excited?""Thrilled," I muttered, dragging myself to the small bathroom attached to our room.The uniform waiting in our wardrobe was a surprise. I'd expected something traditional, conservative. Instead, it was modern and form-fitting—black pants, a crimson silk shirt, and a black blazer with the academy crest embroidered in silver thread. A wolf and a human, circling each other eternally."We look amazing," Sophie gushed, admiring herself in the mirror. "Like we actually

Chapter 7: The Hunt BeginsThe morning of the Hunt dawned blood-red.I hadn't slept. How could I, after everything Zephyr had revealed? The leather book lay hidden under my mattress, its secrets burning through my mind like acid. Moonsinger. The word echoed with every heartbeat, foreign yet familiar, like remembering a dream upon waking.Sophie was already up, practically vibrating with nervous energy. "Today's the day," she said, her voice pitched higher than usual. "Are you ready?""As ready as anyone can be for being hunted by werewolves."She laughed, but it came out shaky. "At least we'll be together. Safety in numbers, right?"I wanted to tell her the truth—that there was no safety here, that we were all pawns in a game we didn't understand. But looking at her hopeful face, I couldn't. Let her have this morning of ignorance. Reality would crush her soon enough.Breakfast was a tense affair. The dining hall buzzed with anticipation and fear in equal measure. The werewolf student

Chapter 9: The SpecialistsThree days had never passed so quickly.I played the perfect human student—attending classes, eating in the cafeteria, studying with Sophie in the library. But everywhere I went, I felt eyes on me. The twins watched from a distance, never approaching but always present. Other werewolves who'd witnessed my transformation gave me wide berths, fear and curiosity warring in their expressions.And Zephyr? He ignored me completely.It was part of the plan, he'd explained through a carefully passed note. Distance meant safety. Any unusual attention from a prince would mark me for scrutiny. So he treated me like I didn't exist, and I pretended not to notice how his jaw clenched whenever Kaine made another casual comment about "hunting the silver ghost."The morning the specialists arrived, the temperature dropped twenty degrees."That's not natural," Sophie whispered as we watched from our dorm window. Three black SUVs pulled up to the academy's main entrance, disgo