All Chapters of Assassin of Alpha Academy: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

121 Chapters

Why is a dead man moving?

Lyra’s POV I slid my dagger under the folded edge of the paper and lifted it slowly. Nothing clicked. Nothing hissed. Nothing exploded in my face, which was a nice change of pace considering how the rest of my day had gone. I tilted it away from me, holding it by the very corner with two fingers. “Happy?” I called. “No,” Kael snapped. “That was not a real question.” Rowan made a choking sound that might have been fear or laughter. With him, those two things were unfortunately related. I backed away from the body and moved under the ladder. The hatch above me was circular and rusted, but there was a faint line of pale light around the edges. Outside air slipped through it, cold and sharp. Not much, but enough to tell me it didn’t open into another sealed room. That was good. Probably. With our luck, it opened straight into the middle of a werewolf breakfast meeting. I shoved the letter into my waistband, then gripped the ladder and put one foot on the lowest rung. Pain tore

Did they teach you that in traitor school?

Lyra’s POV I went still. Not Kael. Not Cassian. Not Rowan. A woman stood between the trees ten yards away, dressed in Aurelia gray with a hood pulled low over her face. She held no weapon that I could see, which meant she was either stupid or very dangerous. Given how my life had been going, I doubted stupid. My dagger rose in my hand. “Stay where you are.” She lifted both hands slowly, palms out. “If I wanted you dead, you never would have made it out of the hatch.” “Cute. Did they teach you that line in traitor school?” Her mouth curved slightly. “They taught me in the same place they taught you.” The words scraped over my skin. I adjusted my grip on the dagger. “Who are you?” She stepped forward just enough for the moonlight to catch the lower half of her face. Older than me. Maybe late twenties. A scar cut through the corner of her mouth and disappeared beneath her hood. Her eyes were pale, almost colorless, and far too calm for someone standing in the woods beside a

You don’t get to command me anymore!

Lyra’s POV Her gaze flicked back to mine. “A dead vessel infected with old wolf magic and human bloodwork. Aurelia calls them failures. The wolves call them abominations. Both sides pretend they stopped making them.” My throat went dry. Aurelia made that? The thought came sharp and stupid and childish, because some part of me still wanted to believe there were lines my people wouldn’t cross. That part of me was an idiot. Aurelia crossed lines and called them survival. I stared at the hatch as another crack split through the branch. “How do I get them out?” Mara studied me for a beat. “You still care about saving them.” “I care about saving Rowan.” “And the heirs?” The bond burned in my chest before I could answer. Kael’s fear. Cassian’s determination. Both of them trapped beneath brick and wolves and whatever monster Aurelia had left crawling through the dark. I hated the answer before I gave it. “Yes,” I said through my teeth. “Them too.” Something like sadness moved a

Facing soldiers

Lyra’s POVThe forest exploded into movement.For one second, everything happened at once. Aurelia’s soldiers surged from the trees with their gray uniforms slipping through the dark like smoke, blades already drawn and pointed at the people I had just chosen over them. Mud splashed beneath their boots. Branches snapped. The glow from their flashlights cut through the rain-heavy air in sharp white lines, blinding and disorienting as they fanned out around us like they had rehearsed this moment a hundred times before. And maybe they had. Maybe this entire nightmare had been planned long before Rowan ever kicked open my bedroom door, before Kael and Cassian ever looked at me like I was something worth protecting, before that stupid bond wrapped itself around my chest and started ruining every lie I’d been raised to believe.The first blade came for my throat.Not Kael’s. Not Cassian’s. Mine.Apparently Aurelia handled rejection about as well as I did.I dropped low just before the edge

The Redline

Lyra’s POVThe soldier looked straight at me.“Lyra Vale,” he said, voice muffled behind the mask. “You have been compromised.”I lifted my dagger, even though my hand shook. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”“You were given a mission.”“I was given a lie.”“A mission does not require truth. It requires obedience.”Something inside me recoiled, not because the words surprised me, but because they sounded familiar. How many times had I heard that from instructors? How many times had I repeated something just like it to myself when I wanted to sleep instead of train, when my knuckles split open against practice dummies, when Rowan and I were forced to fight each other until one of us couldn’t stand?A mission does not require truth.Of course it didn’t.Truth made weapons think.Kael’s power crackled beside me, cold enough to raise the hairs on my arms. “She said no.”The Red Line soldier’s head turned slowly toward him. “The wolf heir speaks as if his opinion matters.”Kael smiled,

So many secrets

Lyra’s POVThe forest seemed to pause around that truth, even with blades clashing and water roaring beneath us. Kael’s rage sharpened through the bond until it nearly stole my breath. Cassian looked at the masked soldiers with dawning disgust. Rowan went pale behind him, which said a lot considering Rowan’s usual response to terror was making terrible jokes until someone threatened to gag him.The Red Line leader lowered his blade.“You were never meant to learn that,” he said.I laughed again, but this time there was nothing broken in it.This time, it was pure rage.“Yeah,” I said, stepping over the body at my feet. “People keep saying that to me today.”He raised two fingers.The soldiers changed formation.Not around Kael.Not around Cassian.Around me.They weren’t trying to kill me anymore.They were trying to take me.That realization hit at

You cannot run from home forever

Lyra’s POVWe tore through the trees toward the east side, branches whipping my face, mud sucking at my boots, the roar of water and soldiers crashing behind us. Kael stayed close enough that I could feel him at my back, his power lashing out in sharp bursts whenever a soldier got too near. Cassian kept Rowan ahead of him, one hand fisted in the back of Rowan’s jacket every time he stumbled. Rowan cursed at him the entire way, which was honestly the only reason I knew he hadn’t collapsed yet.Behind us, the Red Line leader’s voice cut through the forest.“Bring the girl alive!”Alive.The word chased me harder than any blade.Not kill.Bring.My lungs burned as we ran, but my mind was moving faster than my feet. Aurelia wanted the heirs dead, but they wanted me alive. They had threatened Rowan to control me, not just punish me. Mara had been recognized by the Red Line leader, and those soldiers moved l

Running

Lyra’s POV The fall ripped the air from my lungs before I had the chance to regret jumping. One second Kael’s hand was locked around mine, hot and solid and far too steady for a man throwing himself into a rusted drainage drop with soldiers at his back, and the next the forest vanished above us in a smear of rain, branches, broken iron, and darkness. My shoulder cracked against something on the way down, hard enough to send pain flashing across my ribs, but I refused to make a sound because the last thing I needed was Kael thinking he had permission to worry about me louder than he already did. The old ladder bolted into the wall gave a horrible metallic shriek beside us, snapping loose in pieces as we fell, and for one dizzying second I thought the entire tunnel mouth was going to collapse and bury us before Aurelia ever got the chance to drag me home. We hit the slope at the bottom together. Mud swallowed my boots first, then my knees, then the rest of me as the earth angled sha

Tension

Lyra’s POV You do not get to make yourself disposable,” Cassian said. Rowan’s sarcasm faltered. Just for a second. But I saw it. “I was born disposable,” Rowan said quietly. The words hit me so hard I forgot how to breathe. Because I knew that voice. I knew that wound. Aurelia had carved it into both of us with different knives. I had been turned into a weapon and told that made me useful. Rowan had been turned into leverage and told that made him lucky. We had survived by pretending nothing hurt long enough for the world to believe us. Kael moved behind me. Not too close. Close enough. The bond warmed between us until I wanted to claw it out and hold onto it at the same time. “No,” Cassian said, and the word was so rough it barely sounded like language. “You were lied to.” Rowan stared at him. Then his gaze shifted to me. Something unspoken passed between us in that wet, broken chamber beneath the academy. Not accusation this time. Not the bruised look from before when

The first time

Lyra’s POVThe supply room felt smaller with every breath. Rowan sat on the narrow cot, ribs wrapped in hasty bandages from the medical tin, his shirt peeled off and tossed aside. Cassian paced near the door, shoulders tight, while Kael leaned against the wall, eyes never leaving me. The bond pulsed hot in my chest, pulling us closer without a word spoken.I stepped forward first, hands shaking as I reached for Rowan. "Let me check that," I said, voice low. My fingers brushed his side, and he hissed, not from pain but from the spark that jumped between us. Cassian moved in behind me, his chest pressing lightly against my back. Kael shifted closer too, his hand hovering near my waist before settling on my hip."This... feels different," Rowan muttered, awkwardness creeping into his usual sarcasm. He glanced at the others, then back to me. "Like we all know what's coming but no one's sure how to start."Cassian grunted, his fingers sliding under my soaked shirt to tug it up. "We start w

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