All Chapters of The Wolfless Runaway Princess In An Alpha Academy : Chapter 81 - Chapter 88

CHAPTER EIGHTYIVY’S POVThe private archives were warm, but the heavy scent of old, forgotten books and dust did nothing to settle the low, restless hum under my skin. I tried focusing on the battle ledgers Kaelen had left behind, but the words and diagrams blurred out together after two hours of reading.Heavy, unhurried footsteps sounded near the entrance.I didn't need to look up to know who it was. The sudden shift in air pressure, followed by the rich, suffocating scent of dark cedarwood and rain, announced his presence even before his boots clicked against the stone floor.Aiden walked down the central aisle between the high mahogany bookshelves. He had stripped off his formal coat, wearing only a blue shirt with the sleeves rolled past his forearms. In his right hand, he carried two unadorned training broadswords, heavy, blunted iron weapons used for closed-quarters dueling.He stopped at the edge of my table, tossing one of the iron swords onto the open book. It hit the wood

CHAPTER EIGHTY TWOIVY’S POVThe world seemed to lose all sound. The howling wind outside the bay window, the crackle of the hearth, the loud sound of my own rapid pulse all dissolved into a cold, noiseless environment"Aiden," I repeated, my voice barely a whisper this time. It felt like a sharpened blade was tearing through my chest.Every question he ever asked me, every late-night interrogation in his war room. The way he probed into my childhood, the way he demanded details about the space where I grew up, the specific paths, the mountain passes, the strange traditions of my people, the reasons behind my inability to shift into a wolf. I had thought he was just always trying to break my spirit, and put me in a foul mood. He was playing a dark, twisted game while gathering information."Ivy," Professor Valerius said softly, stepping closer, hands hovering near my trembling arms as if afraid I would break down into pieces. "You must keep your composure. If the Alpha King notices a

CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOURIVY’S POVThe heavy silence that followed his vow was deafening. The words hung in the cold air in the moonlit war roomI would rather watch this entire world burn to ash than allow them to lay a single finger on you.I stared up at Aiden, my breathing shallow, my mind spinning violently. He was still pressing me against the cold oak table, his rock-hard frame pinning mine, his large hands holding my wrists above my head. The raw, terrifying intensity in his golden eyes wasn't fake. There was no calculation behind his stare right now. I could only see a dark, unhinged obsession that had consumed him entirely."You think that excuses it?" I choked out, my voice trembling with a mixture of hatred and intense confusion. "You think telling me you have changed your mind saves my people? The inquisitors are already riding, Aiden! The High Council has the coordinates you gave them!""The Council’s major strike force doesn't move until the eclipse begins," Aiden growled so

CHAPTER EIGHTY- SIXIVY’S POVThe mountain path was a brutal, relentless nightmare of mud, jagged slate, and freezing fog. For thirty-six unbroken hours, the Northern army pushed vigorously without establishing a formal camp. Aiden set a punishing pace, driving the warhorses through the narrow midland passes where the mountain winds howled fiercely. Behind us, Commander Gleb’s inquisitors rode in rigid, silent formation, their visors reflecting the grey twilight.Every muscle in my body was filled with exhaustion. The bandages under my shirt were damp save for Aiden’s jacket protecting my breast from visibly showing, the cold seeping straight into my bones, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the suffocating paranoia clawing at my mind.Every time Kaelen rode near me, offering a quiet word of encouragement or checking the straps on my saddle, my stomach churned with a sickening wave of revulsion. I kept seeing that gold signet ring resting inside his coat, the stylized three