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บททั้งหมดของ The Villainess Will Not Be Eclipsed Again: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

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LEAH’S POV The smell of burning flesh still fills my nose. The blistering heat of the barn fire, the choking smoke filling my lungs, the faint sounds from the end of the year ball—it is all I can feel. I can still hear the crackle of the flames as the roof collapsed over my head, burning away the girl who tried so hard to be good. Then, I gasp. Cold, crisp air rushes into my lungs, burning my chest in a completely different way. My eyes snap open. The blinding light of the afternoon sun hits my face, making me blink hard. I’m not lying in ash. I’m not trapped under burning wooden beams. I’m standing on solid, cool concrete. My hands fly up to my face. I touch my cheeks, my forehead, my lips. My skin is smooth. No blisters. No charred flesh. No peeling skin. I look down at my hands. They are whole, pale, and completely unburned. What... What is happening? Am I dead? Is this the afterlife? "Get out of the way, Leah," a sharp, familiar voice barks from beside me. I flinch
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LEAH’S POV "Welcome, welcome!" Luna Mary’s soft, polished voice booms across the courtyard, dripping with high-class charm. The sound hits my ears like a sharp smack, pulling me right out of the dark shock of my regression. I stand frozen near the bottom of the grand stone steps, my heart still pounding wildly in my chest. Alpha Everest nods approvingly, stepping forward to clasp Augustine’s hand in a firm grip. "As my mate said, you are all welcome to our home." "Thank you, Alpha," Augustine replies, bowing his head slightly in respect, his chest swelling with deep pride. "And here is our star!" Luna Mary exclaims, sweeping down the stone steps with her arms outstretched toward Willow. She pulls Willow into a brief, heavily scented hug, beaming at her as if she were her own blood daughter. "The brilliant girl of the hour. We are so remarkably proud of you, Willow. You did well to be admitted to Eclipse Academy on your very first try!" "Oh, Luna Mary, you honor me too much," W
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LEAH’S POV I look up at Luna Mary, keeping my face smooth and unbothered. "I’ll eat in the kitchen, then," I say softly, my voice cutting cleanly through the heavy silence of the dining hall. A collective gasp ripples through the table. Augustine slams his silver fork down against his porcelain plate, his knuckles turning white as he glares across the long room at me. In their eyes, my easy acceptance looks like a childish tantrum. They fully expect me to cry, to stomp my feet, or to beg on my knees for a small place at their table. "Look at her," Asher sneers, shaking his head with deep disgust as he leans back in his velvet chair. "Still playing the dramatic victim. She can’t even accept a dinner invitation without throwing a fit." "She’s just trying to make us all look cruel," Augustine grunts, his heavy voice dripping with annoyance. "Let her starve in the back with the house staff if that’s what she wants." Right on cue, Willow steps into her favorite role as the angelic s
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LEAH’S POV "Still standing here like a pathetic ghost, Leah?" Luna Mary sneers, her voice dripping with disgust as she steps further into the dim kitchen. She adjusts the heavy silk sleeves of her gown, her sharp eyes sweeping over my simple green dress with blatant revulsion. "You really are a continuous disappointment to this family." I don’t shrink back. I don’t drop my head in shame. I just tilt my face slightly, letting a quiet, pleasant expression settle over my features as I stand near the edge of the large prep table. "I’m simply enjoying the quiet, Luna Mary," I say, my voice light, carrying effortlessly across the wide room. "The dining hall is quite loud tonight. It can be exhausting to listen to so much forced celebration." Luna Mary lets out a harsh, dry chuckle that echoes off the polished copper pots hanging from the ceiling. She steps up to the central prep island, her gloved fingers resting near the tall glass dessert bowl filled with sweet berry cream. "Loud b
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LEAH’S POV Luna Mary stops moving entirely. The color in her face begins to drain away in real time, turning her pale skin a sickly, chalky white under the dim overhead lamps. Bloodroot ivy isn’t an ordinary herb that one brews for a common cold. It’s a rare, highly controlled plant with thick red veins running through its dark leaves, harvested only under strict pack supervision. Anyone who studies traditional medicine—as I have done for my entire life while tending to the pack's supplies—knows its primary, dark function. It’s the most potent, irreversible herbal tonic for abortion known to the wolf packs. A single cup of tea brewed from its roots can strip a female wolf of an unwanted pregnancy within hours, leaving no lingering trace behind. "What... what did you just say?" Luna Mary asks, her voice cracking slightly, dropping its disgust as her breath catches in her throat. "Bloodroot ivy," I repeat, my eyes wide, clear, and free of any malice. "It’s a very delicate plant t
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LEAH’S POV "Do not... do not say a single word," Luna Mary whispers, her voice trembling violently despite her desperate attempt to sound authoritative and cold. "You will speak of this to no one. Do you hear me, Leah? Not a single soul!" "I... I understand, Luna Mary," I say, dropping my gaze meekly and letting my shoulder drop as if cowed by her command. "I will keep quiet. I’m just an omega, after all." Luna Mary shoves my hand away as if my skin has burned her. Her chest rises and falls in rapid, panicked sweeps as she forces herself to take three deep, shuddering breaths. She reaches up with shaking, gloved hands, frantically smoothing down her hair, adjusting her high collar, and pulling her cold, high-class mask back over her pale face. She picks up the heavy silver tray of sweet berry desserts from the counter, her hands visibly trembling against the polished metal surface, causing the glass bowls to rattle softly against each other. "Know your place, Leah," she snaps,
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LEAH’S POV I step out of the heavy wooden servant's door and into the cool, damp night air. The smell of pine needles and damp earth fills my lungs, a sharp contrast to the suffocating aura of the main house. “Free at last…” I don’t return to my drafty attic room to gather my things. I have no need for the ragged clothes, the cheap ribbons, or the fake family heirlooms Augustine gave me over the years to keep me docile. Everything in that room belongs to the Leah who died weeping in the flames. All I carry with me is a small leather bag slung across my shoulder—containing a few dried medicinal herbs, a sharp silver knife I slipped from the kitchen prep counter, and a handful of silver coins I managed to hoard away over the past few months. I walk along the shadowed perimeter of the estate, keeping my steps light and silent against the soft grass. The guards are stationed at the main iron gates, laughing loudly and drinking cheap beer from wooden mugs, completely unbothered by t
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UNKNOWN POV The fog surrounding Eclipse Academy doesn’t move like normal mist. It clings to the sharp, dark stones of the valley like a heavy, living shroud, thick with ancient warding magic that keeps uninvited eyes away. High above the iron entrance gates, perched on the dark stone arches, sit five motionless figures. They wear long gray cloaks that blend seamlessly into the gloom, their faces hidden behind identical, featureless porcelain masks. Among the ranks of the academy staff, they are known simply as the Ghost Instructors. They are five elite spellcasters appointed directly by Dean Grayson, tasked with a singular, quiet duty every new academic term— to watch the protective boundaries of the valley, monitor the incoming students, and record who among the four great packs possessed the drive, strength, and cunning to arrive first. The lead Ghost Instructor rests his gloved hands against the cold stone railing, his hidden eyes fixed on the blank, white wall of fog stretchin
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LEAH’S POV The heavy gold card feels unnaturally cold and solid in my palm. I don’t turn around to look at the five Ghost Instructors lurking high above the steel gates. I don’t need to. I can feel their hidden, burning eyes fixed on my spine, tracking every measured step I take across the vast entrance courtyard. Let them watch. Those creepy bastards. Let them wonder how a lone omega—a girl in a dirty, water-logged green dress and scuffed boots—managed to cross the dangerous neutral zones and breach the ancient security wards of Eclipse Academy an entire week before the grand Alpha heirs. I want to laugh out loud at the thought, but as my boots hit the polished concrete of the inner walkway, my breath catches sharply in my throat. The silence of the midnight campus is heavy, almost suffocating. The massive, glass-and-steel modern architecture looms over me like sleeping monsters. The sharp lines of the high-rise lecture halls, the neon-lit perimeter arches, and the sprawling
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LEAH’S POV My bag drops from my hand. My chest heaves frantically as a full-blown panic attack tears through me. I press my palms flat against the cold floor, gasping for air that feels like it won't reach my lungs. Dark spots dance across my eyes, and my heart hammers against my ribs like a trapped animal. They are going to be here soon. Thousands of them. The Alphas, the Betas, the upperclassmen, the teachers who look the other way... They will see me in the hallways. They will laugh. They will corner me in the labs. They will— "Stop," I choke out, my voice cracking in the quiet, empty lobby. "Stop it... shut up... stop..." I curl into a ball right there on the floor, wrapping my arms tight around my head, trying to block out the phantom sounds of hallway crowds, mocking laughter, and heavy boots echoing down the corridors. ‘You are first,’ I tell myself, digging my fingernails into my palms until the pain grounds me. ‘You are seven days early. The halls are empty. There is n
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