جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 30

"I suggest you all turn your attention to the evidence screen, because what you are looking at is not a breach of protocol, but a fundamental misunderstanding of the academy’s own security logs."I stand at the head of the Council briefing room, my voice projecting with the effortless authority that comes with being a Blackvale. The room is cold, smelling of stale coffee and ozone from the digital scanners. The Council members are lined up in front of me, their faces hardened, expectant, and ready to tear Evelyn apart for the accident in the arena. I have spent the last few hours scrubbing the digital trail, redirecting the automated system errors so that the blame shifts away from her and onto a faulty sensor array. It is a dangerous game. If I get caught tampering with Council data, I lose my position, my status, and likely my life, but I find that I do not care. I look over my shoulder and see Evelyn standing in the back corner, her head bowed, her hands clasped tightly in front of

"Get your hands off her, Jayson, because if you think for a single second that I am going to let you corner her in the dark like some common street thug, you have truly lost your mind."I emerge from the shadows of the utility closet before Jayson can even react, my heart hammering against my ribs like a caged animal. I don't care about his status as student council president, and I don't care about the chain of command that usually keeps me in check. My eyes are locked onto Evelyn. She is standing there, perfectly calm, looking at Jayson as if he is nothing more than a minor annoyance in her day. She is so different from the other Omegas in this academy. She doesn't cower, she doesn't beg, and she certainly doesn't look at Jayson with the worshipful adoration he expects from everyone else. I step between them, my shoulder brushing against hers, and I feel a surge of possessive heat that is completely foreign to me. I need to keep her safe. I need to keep her away from his reach."Sim

"Do you honestly think that keeping me in the dark is going to protect me from the very people who already tried to erase my existence once?"I stare down the group of students gathered in the makeshift training cellar, my voice cold, steady, and loud enough to bounce off the damp stone walls. They look at me not with the usual pity they reserve for Omegas, but with a new, terrified reverence. I have spent months navigating the razor thin edge of this academy’s hierarchy, playing the broken girl while I carefully dismantled the foundation of their power. I am done being the victim. I am the one who knows how this place collapses, and tonight, I am going to make sure everyone here understands that my survival is not a coincidence... it is an inevitability. Simon is standing by the entrance, his arms crossed, his gaze scanning the shadows to ensure no one from the Council is lurking nearby, while Jayson leans against the far pillar, his focus entirely on me. Even Rafael, who has been my

"Did you really think that barricading yourselves inside the archive vault would keep the rest of us out when the entire student body is currently outside waiting for the truth to drop?"Jayson’s voice cuts through the thick, suffocating tension of the room like a razor blade, echoing off the ancient stone walls as the heavy iron lock rattles under his weight. I don't flinch, keeping my grip steady on Rafael’s coat as we turn to face the intruder who has finally breached our sanctuary. Simon trails right behind Jayson, his shoulders tense and his eyes darting around the room to assess our tactical advantage, looking less like a rival Alpha and more like a guard dog ready to shred anyone who looks at me wrong. They thought they could corner me, thought they could control the narrative of my life the way they did three years ago before I clawed my way back from the grave. But the power dynamic has shifted entirely, and they are learning the hard way that I am no longer the pawn they can

"Do you really think that stepping into the inner sanctum of the catacombs is going to grant you immunity from the blood contract binding this entire academy to the Council?"Rafael’s deep voice resonates against the ancient damp stone walls, stopping me mid stride as I reach for the heavy iron latch of the inner chamber. I turn around slowly, holding the flickering oil lamp high enough to cast harsh shadows over his sharp jawline and the intense, possessive glare in his dark eyes. He caught up to me through the labyrinth of lower tunnels, moving with a silent, predatory grace that matches my own, proving once again why he is the only person in this cursed school who can keep pace with my ambition. I don't flinch under his scrutiny. I simply step closer to him, letting the heat of the lamp separate the darkness while my heart drums a steady, lethal rhythm against my ribs. He has spent weeks tracking my movements through the archives, offering quiet assistance and steady counsel, but t