جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 50

Chapter 41The night inside the executive penthouse was completely freezing and still. Outside the massive glass windows, the heavy winter rain had stopped, leaving a thick, dark fog that covered the pine trees of the academy.I stood inside Principal Alistair Vance’s private study. The room was dark, lit only by the low orange glow of a crackling fireplace. The smell of expensive cedar wood, rich leather, and the lingering electricity of a winter storm filled the air. This was Alistair’s absolute domain, a place where no regular student could ever step.I stood near the edge of his heavy mahogany desk, keeping my body perfectly straight. But beneath my calm exterior, I was completely exhausted. My uniform shirt sleeves were rolled up slightly, revealing my bare forearms. Around both of my pale wrists, thick, dark purple bruises were beginning to form. They were the exact shape of Cassian's large fingers from his frantic attack in the library earlier that afternoon.Alistair sat in hi

Chapter 43The evening rain was hitting the massive glass walls of the Principal’s private penthouse. Outside, the sky was completely pitch black. The bright lights of the distant city looked like tiny, cold dots through the heavy fog.Inside the grand study, the atmosphere was frozen and terrifying.I stood in the center of the room, my grey maintenance uniform looking small and simple against the expensive leather and polished wood. My body was aching with a deep, crushing exhaustion. The internal magic fire from my royal bloodline was throbbing behind my ribs, leaving a bitter, burning taste of copper at the back of my throat. My royal veins pulsed weakly beneath my rolled-down sleeves, but my posture remained completely straight.Principal Alistair Vance stood behind his heavy mahogany desk. He looked like a giant king in the shadows. His long wool coat was unbuttoned, and his amber-golden eyes were glowing with a fierce, dangerous light. He was staring down at the small digital t

Chapter 45The clock on the black marble wall of the administrative office read 11:00 PM. The grand academy was completely frozen under a heavy layer of night fog. After her tense dinner with the Principal, Chief Financial Officer Cassandra Vance had not gone to sleep. Instead, she had locked herself inside her private executive office, and she had ordered two high-ranking Alpha guards to bring me to her immediately.I stood in the center of her luxurious room. The floor was covered in a soft, white carpet, and expensive gold frames hung on the dark walls.My body was shaking from an intense internal heat. The royal magic inside my chest was burning with a terrible, punishing force, reacting to the close smell of pure Alpha danger in the room. The dry, copper taste of blood filled my mouth, and my golden veins were pulsing wildly beneath my long grey uniform sleeves. I tightly clamped my mouth shut, forcing my teeth together as I forcefully swallowed the hot blood back down my throat.

Chapter 47The middle of the night brought a different kind of storm to Lunar Ridge Academy. It was not a storm of rain or freezing wind, but a storm of dangerous words.Deep inside the dark campus forums, the private internet message boards where the noble students shared secrets, lies, and dangerous gossip, a single post appeared at 1:00 AM. The post did not have a name attached to it. It was completely anonymous. But within just ten minutes, the link was shared to every high-ranking student phone in the elite dormitories.The headline on the screen read: THE KING AND THE MAID: SPECIAL TOWER PRIVILEGES.The post contained a short text description and three grainy, dark photographs. The first picture showed a small girl in a grey maintenance uniform stepping out of the Principal’s private silver elevator at a very late hour. The second picture was taken through a distant window, showing the tall, massive silhouette of Principal Alistair Vance kneeling on the floor in front of a stud

Chapter 49The heavy glass doors of the Principal’s top-floor office did not just open, they were completely shattered.Cassian Vance stormed into the grand room like a wild monster. He had completely lost his mind. His face was dark with purple veins, his teeth were fully bare, and a terrifying, low roar came from the deep center of his chest. His inner wolf had taken complete control of his body, driven by pure, burning jealousy and deep heartbreak.He did not look at the beautiful furniture. He did not look at the heavy silver coffee tray. His bloodshot eyes locked instantly onto his father, Principal Alistair Vance, who was sitting quietly behind his massive mahogany desk."You took her." Cassian screamed, his voice breaking into a loud, frantic howl that shook the glass walls. "You are the King, but you are a thief. You stole the only thing I wanted."With a violent explode of speed, Cassian lunged forward. He leaped directly over the heavy wooden desk, his long, sharp wolf claws