Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Villainess Will Not Be Eclipsed Again: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Regis Nightshade slumps back against the plush leather seat of his SUV, resting his cheek against his palm. His midnight blue eyes glint with lazy amusement as he stares at the back of the driver's head."Come on, Alex," Regis drawls, his dark voice dripping with fake sympathy. "Are you really going to give me the silent treatment for the rest of the drive? Is that how a loyal butler behaves?"Up in the driver’s seat, Alex keeps his hands firmly on the steering wheel. His posture is rigid, his jaw clenched tight enough to snap a tooth."I’m simply focusing on the road, Your Highness," Alex replies, keeping his voice carefully neutral.Regis lets out a sharp, mocking bark of laughter. He runs a hand through his messy black hair, tossing a few stray strands out of his eyes."Liar," Regis purrs, leaning forward just enough so his breath hits the headrest. "You’re just pissy because I refused to travel in the convoy with the rest of the pack. You wanted me to arrive with the flags, the a

Selene feels a cold weight settle in her stomach, but her expression doesn’t change.She knows Maddox is not just talking about Leah. He is talking about how the world works for all omegas and low-ranking wolves without backing.Even though Selene is a senior instructor at Eclipse Academy—valued for her razor-sharp mind, historical expertise, and strategic brilliance—men like Maddox still look at her the same way. To him, her intelligence and achievements are secondary. At the end of the day, she is an omega without a powerful Alpha husband or a royal family line backing her up.Even as she has been appointed as the homeroom teacher for the S-Class because the Dean has faith in her ability to navigate political circles without causing friction. To a warrior Beta like Maddox, an omega without backing is just a body waiting to be conquered, claimed, or put in her place."The ghost instructors have taken an interest in her," Selene says softly, her voice cool and steady. "They were the

LEAH’S POV I can feel the heavy eyes of my classmates sliding over me. Their powerful auras are pulled tightly around their bodies, like weapons resting on a hair trigger. I feel their unspoken questions burning into my skin.‘Who is this low-class omega? Why did she walk into the S-Class alone without an entourage or a pack line behind her?’I keep my face completely blank. My emotions die down, cooling into a sheet of smooth, solid ice. The fear that shook my legs outside disappears, replaced by a dull, cold wall.Suddenly, a sweet, pitiful voice cuts across the quiet classroom."Leah?"I stop in the middle of the main aisle.Willow Rosante stands up from her desk near the front row. She looks delicate in her tailored uniform and clean white shoes, her soft blue eyes wide with dramatic surprise. She glides down the aisle between the rows of desks, heading straight toward me.I mentally prepare myself for another round of psychological warfare."Leah, how could you leave the pack e

LEAH’S POV The entire classroom falls into dead, heavy silence.You could drop a single pin on the polished floor and hear it ring across the room.I feel the heavy eyes of every man in the room lock onto me. Some Beta students look completely baffled, some gammas look intense and startled, and others look deeply disgusted by my shameless words. Some blush at my words…which is weird. No two people have the exact same expression, but every single wolf in the room is staring directly at me.I wonder briefly what it actually feels like to be a real villainess. Is sowing chaos really supposed to feel this good?Breaking their expectations, saying the absurd, dangerous things nobody expects an omega to say... it fills my cold chest with a sudden, addictive rush of pure freedom.Willow’s eyes narrow in utter shock. She does not understand what is happening. This is not the timid, broken girl she used to push around in the Harvest Moon estate. She cannot understand what I have become or

LEAH’S POV Jakob grunts in annoyance, his brow furrowing, but he doesn't argue. He leans back, the wood desk creaking loudly under his frame.Asher raises his chin, speaking up next with an arrogant smirk. "You set an ambush in the narrowest part of the ravine. You use your three weakest squad members as bait to draw the northern unit into the choke point... stall them with defensive shields, while your two strongest fighters take the herb and scale the eastern cliff face to escape."I almost let out a cold laugh right then and there.It is such a typical Asher plan. Sacrificing lower-ranking wolves like disposable shields just so the 'important' Alphas can walk away with the prize. In his eyes, Betas and omegas exist only to bleed so high-ranking wolves like him can look victorious.Selene looks at Asher with a completely blank face. "The eastern cliff face is sheer ice and crumbling ridges. Scaling it slows your strong fighters down. The southern unit notices the climbing path, us