Semua Bab Assassin of Alpha Academy: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Lyra’s POV The mist swirled around us as we kept driving toward Aurelia in our armored car. Mama and Papa sat on either side of me, each one holding one of my hands. The wind was blowing harder and harder, as if a tornado were approaching, causing the armored car to struggle to stay on the road. The shrill of the wind sounded like a whistle blowing through the tiniest of cracks. Mama squeezed my hand harder, leaning down to whisper in my ear, “Neshama Sheli (My Soul), lean your head on Ima’le’s (Mommy’s) shoulder. Close your eyes, little one, we will be in Aurelia before you know it.” “Ima (Mama), I’m a big girl!” I said as I straightened my back, “I'm six, so I'm practically an adult now. I'm going to stay up and protect you and Aba (Papa) from the nasty wolves!” Ima and Aba both chuckled as I balled my fists up and punched the air, mimicking what I'd do to the wolves. Suddenly, the armored car hit a bump in the road, jolting me to the side hard enough that I cried out, leaning

Lyra’s POV The scene in front of me was like the old clips they showed us in school when we were little, of two lions circling each other as they sized each other up. But in this case, it was two Alpha werewolves in their prime. Kael, with his blonde hair and tall stature that would make any woman drop their panties, and Cassian, with his brownish-reddish hair, freckles, and slender, but muscular frame that gave off hot nerd vibes, were the ultimate predators. This was where they thrived, Alpha vs. Alpha, Pack Vs. Pack. It was going to be an interesting fight to see who would come out on top. Thinking of myself a few years ago, with how different we were from wolves. They thrived on strength, pack hierarchy, and the ability to shift. Whereas humans relied on skill and tactical training. We'd had similar assessments and training days, and Commander Rourke had always made it a point to put me up against the biggest and meanest male opponent he could find. I learned quickly that

Alpha Richard’s POV The scar crossed down my face, beginning at my left eyebrow, cascading across my nose, ending right below the right side of my chin. Even after all these years, it still ached and occasionally itched. Aconstant reminder of a battle long ago. It didn't matter how much I applied the creams, potions, or oral medications; nothing ever helped. Whatever was used to lace that silver dagger, it did its job. I touched it now as I sat on my balcony overlooking the Star packlands. It was a beautiful night; the weather was cold, and the stars shone brightly overhead. It was the type of night that if my Luna were still alive, she would've enjoyed.“Alpha, here’s your whiskey on the rocks you requested,” said Earl, an Omega who served as my butler for the past twenty years. He's one of the very few people I still trust with my life.“Thank you, Earl, that will be all for the night.” “Yes, Alpha,” Earl said, turning and quickly making his exit from my penthouse suite of the p

Amber’s POV Shoving another big ass bite of macaroni and cheese into my mouth, I was enjoying every cheesy bite while listening to all the gossip my ears could soak up. Sitting with Lyra and Rowan at the dinner table in the massive dining room of the Academy, we were all discussing the events that occurred earlier today, not to mention the flyer posted at the top of the announcement board outside the dining room.“Why do you think he winked at me?” Lyra mumbled, still visibly cringing from the thought, “We hate them, and they hate us. Was that his fucked up way of trying to flirt with me?”I had just taken a sip of my drink and was doing my best not to have it come out of my nose by laughing.“Girl, Cassian is the least sleezy out of the three heirs. Knowing him, he probably was flirting with you.”Rowan looked visibly disturbed by this whole conversation, and even without using my wolfy instincts, I could tell he was jealous.“Do we have to talk about this shit?” Rowan muttered, sti

Lyra’s POV I never thought, coming here, I'd find a friend, much less enjoy any part of this. But here I was arm in arm with Amber, walking down the sidewalk towards my suite with Rowan’s grumpy ass trudging behind. Towards the end of dinner, after much gossip and planning regarding day passes, she brought up something called ‘Girl’s Night.’ My first reaction was “What the fuck is girls' night?” and she laughed at me, slapping me playfully on my shoulder until she realized I really didn't know what the fuck that was. “You're not fucking with me, are you?” she said, staring at me like I was some kind of weirdo, which maybe I was. “No, I never really had girl friends much growing up. It was mostly Rowan and me,” I told her. Her eyes grew the size of saucers, and the next thing I knew, she was telling me she was going to fix it tonight. We reached my suite, ran all the security scans, and unlocked the door. Rowan rushed past us, screaming, “Have at it, just leave me out of that