Semua Bab The Royal Academy: Bab 11 - Bab 20

[ Ares ] The room filled with her moans as our mouths moved together. To be honest, it was annoying, but I endured it. She was a good kisser. I would give her that, and her lips were juicy too. The moment my eyes fell on her during the introduction ceremony, I knew exactly what she wanted. The way she was chewing her lips with a seductive smile on her face made it obvious. And when she gave me that smile outside the combat training class, I couldn’t ignore her anymore. I didn’t like breaking a beautiful girl’s heart. So when she waited for me in the empty hallway, I suggested her to go somewhere private. I didn’t want our pictures posted in the group. And she brought me to the ladies’ washroom. Seriously? But I didn’t complain as long as I got to taste those luscious lips. It wasn’t a bad experience though. I had never done it here before during my two years at the academy, and I was already very excited. The first few months of a new academic year were always fun.... fresh

"What happened?" I asked Lana when I noticed her constantly glancing at Aspen while eating dinner. She immediately averted her eyes and focused on her food. "Lana?" I narrowed my eyes at her. "I tried to talk to her." She tilted her head towards Aspen, who was sitting far away from us with Emily and her group. "I feel bad for her… you know, because of the video... But she behaved so rudely with me." She frowned. I sighed, shaking my head. I hadn’t told her about my encounter with Aspen in the washroom. I knew it would upset her. She still had this little fantasy of the three of us... her, Aspen, and me, becoming best-friend roommates. But I didn’t think that was possible, at least not for now. "She’s in a bad mood, so let her deal with it however she wants. Don’t think too much about her," I said softly. She nodded and resumed eating. Dinner was far noisier tonight. Last night had been quieter, perhaps because it was our first day at the academy and everyone had still bee

"You all possess gifts. These gifts are none other than powers. Some of you inherited them from your bloodlines… some have only recently awakened. Some of your powers are dangerous enough to kill you...or someone else, if mishandled. And in this class, we will learn to control those powers and awaken them to their fullest potential." Professor Rowan’s voice rang through the room. In his hand was a sheet of paper listing the students’ names. Beside him stood another teacher, a witch. Rowan Fox and Elena White, the teachers of our Special Power class. And much to my irritation, the two lycan princes stood behind them. The professor had mentioned they would be guiding us here too, just like in combat class. When our gazes met, they swiftly averted their eyes. Their faces remained perfectly composed, not a single emotion slipping through. it was as though our last encounter had never happened. Even they stood side by side, calm and composed. Who would say they had been fighting in the

Just as we thought we might have heard wrong, we heard it again. A girl’s yelp then the word, "please". I narrowed my eyes and, without thinking, approached the door, pushing it open. "Eloise, wait…" Lana tried to stop me, but it was too late. It was an empty classroom. At the far end of the room, a small bulb lit up a corner, leaving the rest of the space in near darkness. I clenched my jaw when I spotted them. All of their eyes were on me, but no one said anything. "What’s going on here?" I asked, stepping inside and approaching them. I noticed one thing...there was no scent. They had concealed their scent. A high bench was placed against the wall, on which Victoria and two of her lackeys sat. In front of them was the blonde girl from the canteen, the one who had raised her voice against Piper and ended up being bullied by them. Sage. Her name was Sage. She was being held down by one girl, while another stood beside her holding a marker pen. "Eloise." Lana grabbed

It was late at night, and after returning from the dining hall, we had all settled into our beds. Now that I was alone in my bed, I picked up my phone and opened the app. Among the few books in my library, I looked at a particular cover. I tapped on it, and the book opened instantly. Scrolling to the end of the latest chapter, my eyes landed on the author's note. "Hello, my lovelies. How have you all been lately? Don’t forget to leave your comments. I’m always eager to hear from you." A small smile formed on my lips as I read the words. To everyone else, it was just another author’s note, but to me, it was a hidden message from my mother. She was a well-known fantasy novel writer, but she had kept her identity completely anonymous. Over time, we created our own secret way of communicating through cryptic messages hidden in the comment sections of her books. It sounded strange, but it was very effective and safe. Quickly, I typed a comment. "I loved the chapter. It’s amazing...