All Chapters of Crimson Moon Academy : Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

Chapter 11: LockdownThe academy's lockdown protocols were more extreme than I'd imagined.Metal shutters slammed down over every window. Doors sealed with electromagnetic locks. A shimmering barrier—something between science and magic—enclosed the entire grounds. We weren't just locked in; we were caged."This is insane," Sophie said, pacing our dorm room. "They can't just imprison us here.""Apparently they can." I stood at our now-covered window, pressing my palm against the metal. I could feel the electric current running through it, the wards woven into the metal itself. "Shadow Council authority supersedes everything else.""For how long?""Until Director Frost says otherwise."Sophie flopped onto her bed. "At least classes are cancelled?"I wished I could share her optimism. But I knew this lockdown wasn't just about containing us—it was about observation. Somewhere, that scarred man was still here, watching, waiting.My phone buzzed. Zephyr: *Medical wing. Now.*"I need to go,

**Chapter 13: The Silver Plague**The screaming lasted three hours.We barricaded ourselves in the medical wing's trauma center—the only room with reinforced walls designed to contain transformed werewolves during medical emergencies. Through the bulletproof observation windows, we watched the academy tear itself apart."Twenty-seven," Rowan counted, tracking movement in the courtyard. "Twenty-eight. Twenty-nine fully transformed.""Define 'fully,'" Kaine muttered, pressing gauze to a deep gash on his shoulder. "Because what I'm seeing out there isn't any transformation I recognize."He was right. The affected students weren't becoming werewolves or Moonsingers or even hybrids like Zephyr. They were becoming something broken, caught between forms in an endless cycle of change. Their bodies shifted constantly—human to wolf to something silvered and wrong, then back again. Each transformation seemed to cause them agony."It's diluted," I realized, watching a freshman claw at his own ski

Chapter 15: The Blood ParliamentThe great hall had been transformed into something between a courtroom and a colosseum. Three hundred students filled the space—some human, some werewolf, and nearly a hundred bearing the silver marks of their forced evolution. They'd come for answers, for justice, for blood.They'd come for me."We should kill them all." The speaker was Dimitri, a senior who'd been one of the first transformed. His new form was elegant—elongated limbs, silver-traced skin, eyes that held multiple pupils. "The professors, the staff, anyone who knew and did nothing."Murmurs of agreement rippled through the crowd. Three days since Director Frost's death, and the academy teetered on the edge of complete anarchy. Only the presence of the princes—and the fear of what I might do—kept violence at bay."Death solves nothing," I said from my position at the high table. The placement felt wrong—me above them, like the very hierarchy we should be dismantling."It solves revenge,"

Chapter 17: The Shadow's HeartThe video had been watched fifty million times in three days.I stood before the Blood Parliament, watching my own image on the screen—silver-eyed and blood-covered, standing among the ghostly Moonsingers as the Shadow Council forces fled. Someone had filmed the entire battle, broadcasting our impossible victory to the world."We've received responses from forty-three academies," Selene reported, scrolling through her tablet. "Seventeen are dealing with their own uprisings. Twelve want to join our alliance. The rest are waiting to see what happens.""And the Shadow Council?" I asked."Silent. No official response, no retaliation, nothing."That worried me more than an attack would have. The Council never stayed quiet unless they were planning something devastating."They're regrouping," Morrison said from his cell—we'd converted the old dungeons into holding areas for captured Council operatives. "You won one battle against an expeditionary force. They h