Semua Bab Assassin of Alpha Academy: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Lyra's POVThe light was so bright as if it were blinding me. I struggled to open my eyes, and my head was pounding. I barely got my eyes open to see the overhead lamp shining directly overhead, illuminating my entire body. I was in some room; the walls were stark white, almost glowing, with not a stain to be seen. This must be some hospital wing.I moved my head slightly to the right, and that's when I saw her. A girl about my age was sitting on a chair next to me, her head lolled sideways up against the wall.I had no clue who she was or why she was here.Her jet-black hair was tied up in a messy bun, with strands falling around her sleeping face. She was shorter than me, probably around 5'2ft tall, with a curvy body hidden under a pair of pastel pink sweats. Her skin was pale and covered with freckles, definitely nothing like my olive skin.I tried to move even an inch, but my body wasn't cooperating. Damn, what kind of beating did I take from Lucian? I've never allowed myself to ge

Lyra’s POV I still had my guard up, not completely letting anyone in, but I was genuinely happy that I’d made a friend in Amber, even if she was a werewolf. She was different, and I could use that to my advantage. It was also nice having another girl to talk to. Especially with this saying turning out to be true, ‘The Enemy of my Enemy is my Friend’, she hated Lucian and the heirs as much as I did. She had said there were many like her that just wanted peace and were tired of all this fucking war. The smaller packs were struggling, while the three main packs were all-consuming. She gave me more intel in a night than what I would have learned by myself in two weeks. But I was happy to go back to my dorm suite. I always hated to admit it, but I missed Rowan and the familiar comfort he provided that always seemed to soothe me. Rowan had always been my only friend, well, best friend, and on occasion, lover. Usually, people were intimidated by me and ran screaming in the other directi

Lyra’s POV Today’s finally here. I’ve been awake for hours, and as the first sunlight sneaks through the window, I know it’s time to get moving. I’ve already thought through every detail—all the ways things could go smoothly or totally go wrong. There are tons of risks: we could get caught and tortured, the silver might not dissolve properly, we might screw up the switch, or, even worse, someone else could grab it before Kael does. I push the covers aside and get up, even though every ache and pain in my body yells at me to stay in bed. But I can’t do that, especially not today. I wasn’t planning on killing one of them so soon, but hey, I’m not one to waste a perfect chance lying around. I’m not worried about a shower since I took one last night. I grab my clothes off the end of the bed, which I left there a few hours ago. Putting them on, I let out a sigh, knowing this is probably going to be the easiest part of my day. The suite was still quiet, so I knew Rowan hadn't climbed

Lyra’s POV I circled him like a hawk circling a mouse in the sky. I must have done one hell of a job pretending to be weak for them to send such amateurs after Rowan and me. But the biggest question at hand is who the fuck sent them? This man-boy wasn't speaking, and I needed to know whether it was one of the heirs, another pack, or maybe the secretive Alpha Leon. Depending on who it was would determine how we went forward. But if this man-boy, I hated calling him that, but I have yet to have him divulge a name, thinks he will live, he's sorely mistaken. Rule number one of being an assassin is to show no mercy. We learned, as kids, that if you show mercy, you get stabbed in the back. The weak get killed, and in our world, there is no time for weakness. That sounds totally laughable since we're both here pretending to basically be pussies. I hated this fucking shit. If it were up to me, I would've ended this all on the first night we were here. But oh no, Commander Rourke wanted us

Kael’s POV Cassian and I had missed the first two official days of school because we had to run errands for Alpha Leon, as if we were his pups. It was annoying as fuck, but at least we didn't have to worry about being counted absent.Of course, the first day back at school would include fucking torture in Gym class. I didn’t mind the fighting part because, hell, what’s a little roughhousing? But oh no, we had to do fucking cardio, outside in the elements. Even with the freezing temperature outside, my blonde hair was plastered to my neck and the side of my face. Our beloved teacher, now referred to as “The Overlord,” decided it was an amazing idea to run laps around the building to build “stamina.” It was definitely bullShit, she probably enjoyed sitting in her little lawn chair in the snow, counting out laps as if it was her own special torture mechanism. Coming to Alpha Academy, I knew we were gonna learn how to be a leader and shit, but hell, I came here expecting a free rid