All Chapters of Assassin of Alpha Academy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Lyra

Lyra's POVWhen I found the rogue, he was still chewing on the body of one of the Aurelian scouts that had gone out on patrol earlier. Moonlight shone over the ground, turning the snow into glass and the blood into black ink.I've been trained for this exact moment since I was six years old to be an Assassin.Pulling my cloak around me, I pulled the silver blade from the sheath on my thigh. Crouching low, I snuck to his side away from the direction of the wind. Doing my best to avoid him smelling my scent, I waited for the exact moment to strike.Breathe in, Breathe out.I struck with the precision years of training had given me. Sliding down, I went under him, my body touching the corpse, avoiding the reeking smell of death, I raised my blade, aiming true right into the center of his heart.His eyes glared at me, not expecting his sudden death. I quickly rolled to the side, his body collapsing with a loud thump, toppling on top of the dead scout.His wolven body snapped and cracked, s

The Mission

Lyra's POVEvery beat of my heart echoed in my skull. I did my best to project an air of calm, not letting my body language give away the emotions I felt. Commander Rourke sat across from me, still staring at me, waiting for some response or reaction."Well, do you understand what the council and I are asking you to do?""Yes, Commander. But do you really think....?" Before I could even finish that sentence, he cut me off."Yes, Lyra, I do. I've trained you your whole life for this one specific mission," pointing at me and back at him, "You know it, and I know it."I knew this day was going to come eventually; I just never expected it so soon.Pushing a strand of hair away from my face, I look back up at him, "Yes, Commander, I understand what you and the council expect of me.""Commander, may I be dismissed?"Standing up from his desk, he walked over and patted me on the shoulder. "It'll all work out, Lyra, and this blasted war will finally be over. You can leave, make sure you have

Rowan

Rowan's POV I left Lyra's room, my feet pounding down the hall towards Commander Rourke's office. Climbing down the stairs, I reach the hallway leading to his office. Stilling myself, I take a minute to calm down. I couldn't let her do this alone. We've taken every step together since we were six. Somehow, some way, I would convince him to let me go. HE HAD TO LET ME GO! Knocking on his door, I hear his gruff voice, "Enter." Entering his office, which was a stark contrast to the gray stone walls of the main building of the stronghold. Not even asking him, I sit down and start pleading. "Commander, I know I wasn't summoned, and this might seem a little uncouth," I say, trying to keep from rubbing my hands on my knees, "but I know about Lyra's mission, and I want to go as her backup. She can do this, I'm sure, but for this not to be a complete suicide mission, don't you think this would work better if we both went?" Taking a breath, I sit back in my chair, waiting for his r

Good Morning

Lyra's POVMy alarm went off at six a.m. on the dot. You'd think, after years of training with us, waking up at 5:30 a.m. to run and do calisthenics, I'd be a morning person. The truth of the matter is, I hate the morning; no matter how much coffee I drink, I still feel like a zombie.Rolling out of bed, I go to the very small ensuite bathroom and turn the water on to warm up. I take my clothes off, put them in my basket of dirty clothes, and wonder whether I'll ever come back to wash them or if they'll be donated to the next girl who needs them.Testing the water temperature, I was pleased to know I had hot water for at least the next few minutes. Jumping in, I rubbed myself down head to toe with my washcloth and the tea tree oil soap. Tea tree oil was one of the few things we still had an excess of, and since it was a natural antibacterial, we used it for everything from tinctures, soaps, and shampoos to reduce the risk of or spread of infections.Finally feeling clean, I step out,

The journey

Lyra’s POV Pulling away from Aurelia, we gradually started driving down the five-mile driveway that led to the main road. It had once been beautifully paved, smooth and free of bumps, potholes, or sinkholes, providing a seamless surface for travel. But, like anything, add a bit of neglect and a century-long conflict could cause it to fade, warp, and develop cracks. Clutching the manila envelope tightly in my hand, I was intensely curious to see what kind of normalcy Commander Rourke and the council had arranged for Rowan and me. Ensuring that Rowan and I were prepared, the Commander nodded once, signaling us to open the envelopes. Inside my envelope were several pages, which, at a quick glance, looked remarkably like school transfer documents, although every detail seemed carefully crafted. I pulled out the first document, which resembled a birth certificate—my name with a slight variation of my last name, my current address, and my parents' names. Attached to that same document

Humans are coming

Kael’s POV The commotion in my dormitory was annoying as fuck. Fifty male werewolves were running around my floor like their tails had been set alight, just because the Headmaster, Alpha Leon, called a last-minute mandatory meeting. Thanking the Moon Goddess silently for giving me my own suite so I didn't have to share communal bathrooms with others was a real blessing right now. While they were crammed into one large bathroom, I had a marble ensuite with a shower so large that it could fit three people, and I smiled to myself, remembering how I had brought those three omega girls in here the other night. Shaking my head, I had to focus. We were supposed to be at the outdoor amphitheater in less than an hour, and I was still wrapped in a towel. Looking at my reflection in the steam-fogged mirror, my icy blue eyes stared back at me. My blonde hair was still damp and messy, with droplets of water still dripping off my tanned six-pack. Taking the towel off, I quickly finished

Journey part 2

Rowan’s POVI had watched her fall asleep. I knew she was exhausted, and on top of that, every time she got into one of these armored cars, her memories plagued her. I think the doctors called it Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder or something like that.Looking around, there were only four of us in the armored car besides the driver up front. Lyra was still sleeping, Commander Rourke and his assistant were deep in a silent conversation, while I just sat here watching the world drift by.Off to Alpha Academy, where it'll be full of not only smelly ass dogs, but dominant, driven males. I can already feel it in my bones that I’ll end up in a fight one way or the other.The issue is that Rourke wants us to hide our capabilities as much as possible.Resting my head against the window, I try to figure out how to suppress years of training that have become a natural reflex.For example, if someone comes at me, my instinct is to reflect the hit. Turning to the side and using momentum to flip the

Lyra

Lyra’s POV My body was slammed against the side of the armored car, jolting me awake. My body was tense, expecting a fight, before I could even fully open my eyes and comprehend what was going on. Rowan was rubbing the sleep from his eyes, looking just as dazed and confused as I was. Raising my eyebrow at him, I had been hoping he would have more answers. But of course, he was in the same boat as me. Realizing something I should have noted first: the Commander wasn't in here with us. The only other place he could be was the driver's cockpit, unless he'd disappeared into thin air. Standing up, I started taking a few steps towards the cockpit, but was immediately stopped in my tracks by a noise. Howls of absolute and utter agony seemed to come from all around us, sending chills down my spine. It wasn't the first time I've ever heard a werewolf in pain, but nothing as grotesque as this. But not even a full minute after it began, it had stopped. Silence. Absolute silence.

Lucian

Lucian’s POVI threw my phone so fucking hard against the fireplace that it shattered into a million microscopic pieces of glass and plastic.They'd fucking failed.They fucking failed against one armored car. How was that even possible?I couldn't breathe; my heart was racing too fast, and to make matters worse, I felt my wolf just below the surface, calling to be let out.Calling for death and destruction.Brushing my fingers through my black hair, I tried to breathe through it. Tried to ignore the hundreds of emotions and physical tremors running through the entirety of my body. The only thing I could think of to get my mind off of this is to do something irrational, do something I took immense pleasure in doing.Mind linking Kael, “Hey, do you still have that Omega friend of yours?”I could hear his chuckling in my mind.“Yeah, I got her info. I'm guessing you're needing a little help.”“Stop fucking playing Kael and send her,” I growled, shutting off the link.I started to pace,

Arrival

Lyra’s POV We traveled throughout the rest of the evening and throughout the night, climbing up the steep mountainside, heading for the academy, which housed the future leadership of the werewolves. I woke up out of my deep sleep, feeling Rowan frantically tugging at my shirt, looking as if he were a little boy again back in the village. His eyes were full of awe and danger. Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I pull myself up straight in my chair to see why the fuck he woke me up. “Row, what the fuck?” “Lookkkk,” he said, taking my head, turning it to look out the window into the distance. There, off in the distance, probably three-fourths of a mile off, stood 100 to 150 foot tall black wrought iron gates for as far as the eye could see. They looked as if they could rival the gates of Aurelia. Rowan reached down next to Commander Rourke’s feet, grabbing his binoculars out of their heavy black case. Pressing them to his face, he stared off into the distance, then let out a lo

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