Semua Bab Disguised At The Wolf Academy: Rooming With The Two Alphas: Bab 21 - Bab 30

THALIA’S POV“You belong to me, Thalia,”Immediately those words left Ragnar's lips, my mind spun. They didn’t fade after he said them. They stayed, pressing into my chest loudly in a way I didn't understand. For a moment, I just looked at him, my mind refusing to settle on one thought long enough to make sense of anything. The memories of last night came back too quickly—Caleb’s hand at my waist, the warmth of his mouth, the way I had leaned into it before I snapped out of it like I had crossed a line I didn’t understand. I had told myself it was the ritual, that it had to be the ritual, because the alternative made no sense.And now Ragnar stood in front of me with my name carved into his skin like it had always belonged there.The first thought that came to me was to run—to abandon this whole charade and go home. Maybe escape to the human realm and live there forever. But I couldn't. This was my dream even though I was living it in my stupid brother's place. I stepped back with

THALIA’S POVThe dorm felt too quiet when I walked in, not the kind of quiet that settled the mind, but the kind that made everything feel slightly off. Ragnar’s bed was empty, and I noticed it immediately even though I told myself not to. I looked away just as quickly and dropped my things, brushing it off like it didn’t matter. It shouldn’t matter. He could stay gone.Caleb was already inside, seated like he had been waiting. His gaze followed me the moment I moved, sharp and focused in a way that made it clear this wasn’t going to be a normal conversation. He didn’t ease into it either.“I know who they are,” he said.I paused, turning to face him fully. “Who?”“The shapeshifters.”That was enough to pull my full attention. The tension in my chest tightened, not from surprise, but from the way he said it with certainty. He leaned forward slightly, lowering his voice even though we were alone, like the walls themselves couldn’t be trusted.“All the time I spent in the library, and

CALEB’S POVWhen I had suggested we check the Headmaster’s office, the plan had been simple: enter quickly, find what we were looking for and leave immediately. It was a risk I was willing to take. I didn't want any unnecessary attention. I had been certain of one thing: Valdren would be occupied long enough for us to get what we needed and leave.I didn't think he would return earlier than planned.Now, pressed into the dark with Thalia barely a breath away from me, I realized just how quickly our plan could unravel.Ryker Norales moved through the room with a calm that didn’t belong to someone capable of the things we had seen. There was no rush in his steps, no hesitation. He carried himself like someone who owned not just the office, but everything beyond it.And he was walking straight toward us.Thalia’s heartbeat betrayed her before anything else did. It was fast—too fast. I could feel it through the small space between us, and hear it in the silence that had suddenly grown to

THALIA’S POVBeing separated from Caleb felt wrong the moment it happened.It wasn’t something I showed. I kept my expression neutral as I moved toward my assigned group, blending in with the others as if nothing had changed. But underneath that, something sat uneasily in my chest, like a thread had been pulled too tight between us.I ignored it. I had more important things to think about.The group gathered quickly, voices overlapping as they debated what kind of drills to run. Some suggested weapons training, others argued for strategy-based exercises, but eventually, the decision settled on something simpler.Hand-to-hand combat. No weapons. No magic. Just raw skill. That alone was enough to make something in me tighten.Because skill was the one thing I didn’t have.I lowered myself onto the edge of the field, watching as the others began pairing up, stretching, preparing like this was normal for them. Like they had done this a hundred times before.I hadn’t. Not like this.My st

THALIA’S POVThe garden was quieter than the rest of the academy, and that was exactly why I chose it.Silence made it easier to think. Or at least, it should have.I moved slowly along the stone path, my hands clasped loosely behind me, my gaze unfocused as my thoughts circled back to the same place they had been stuck since yesterday.The book. Everything led back to it. To what I had seen. To what it meant. Valdren had known. That truth sat heavier now than it had before, pressing down on every other thought until it became impossible to ignore. My name had been written where Lucian’s should have been. Not scratched in recently. Not added as an afterthought. It had been deliberate, careful and intentional.He had known I wasn’t Lucian. And yet, he had said nothing. I stopped walking. Because that was the part that didn’t make sense. If he had discovered the truth, why keep it hidden? Why allow me to remain here, moving freely, pretending to be someone else? Valdren wasn’t careles