Todos los capítulos de The Girl the Alpha Academy Couldn't Break: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Neris's POV"They're coming through the north perimeter!"The shout carries across what's left of the courtyard, and I'm moving before I've fully processed the words, my wolf already answering the demand for speed."How many?" I ask, reaching the perimeter wall where a cluster of instructors and older students have gathered, weapons drawn, faces set with the particular grim determination of people who know exactly how outmatched they are."Too many to count clearly," an instructor says, voice tight. "Vashti's forces. Full combat units, not the scattered mercenaries we've dealt with before."I climb onto the remains of the collapsed wall, and the sight beyond it steals whatever confidence I'd managed to build over the last hour. Dozens of armed figures moving through the tree line in disciplined formation, torchlight glinting off actual military equipment instead of the improvised gear Kessel's hired attackers carried."That's not a raid," Lucien says, arriving beside me, his expressio

Neris's POV"Come closer, Neris. Let's not waste the last hour of darkness on formalities."Kessel's voice carries across the old bridge, calm as always, and behind him I see Cassian slumped against a support post, hands bound, blood matting one side of his face, alive but barely holding consciousness."Let him go first," I say, stopping a careful distance away, hands visible, exactly as instructed."That's not how this works, and you know it." Kessel steps aside slightly, giving me a clearer view of Cassian's condition, deliberate in the cruelty of it. "You've come alone, as requested. I'm impressed by your restraint, given what I suspect you actually wanted to do the moment you received my message.""What do you want.""The same thing I've always wanted." He gestures, and two guards step forward, flanking me on either side without touching me yet. "Full cooperation. No more resistance, no more running, no more delaying an outcome that was always inevitable.""And if I refuse.""Then

Neris's POV"Evren, look at me."He doesn't. His black eyes stare through me, past me, focused on something none of the rest of us can see, his body coiled and trembling like a predator deciding whether the room is worth the effort of destroying."That's not him anymore," Lucien says, backing away carefully, urging Cassian to do the same despite his weakened state. "Whatever's in control right now, it isn't Evren.""Then I need to reach the part of him that still is." I hold my ground, my own wolf pressing forward protectively even as every instinct screams to retreat. "The voice said the fragment came from my bloodline. If that's true, I should be able to follow it back.""Follow it back how?" Cassian's voice is tight with pain and worry both. "You can't exactly walk into someone else's mind, Neris."You can, the voice says, quiet and certain. It requires only intention, and the same connection you used to stabilize him the first time. Touch him. Let the mark guide you inward instead

Neris's POV "They're already inside." Lucien's voice is tight as we crouch at the edge of the chamber entrance, the same hidden passage beneath the ruined arena that started all of this weeks ago, now crawling with Kessel's forces stationed at every visible approach. "How many," Cassian asks, his injuries still healing but his focus absolute. "More than we can fight through cleanly. He's expecting resistance." "Then we don't fight cleanly." Evren checks his blade one final time, something steady settling behind his usual reckless energy now, tempered by everything the last night has already cost him. "We create enough chaos that Neris can slip through to the relic while they're busy dealing with us." "That's not a plan, that's three people throwing themselves at overwhelming odds," Lucien says. "It's the only plan we have time for." I meet each of their eyes in turn, understanding settling into something calm despite the fear still coiled tight in my chest. "I need to rea

Neris's POV"You're staring."I say it without turning around, watching the courtyard through the same window I used to clean every morning before dawn, back when nobody noticed me long enough to earn a name beyond "the servant girl.""I'm allowed to stare," Evren says, coming to stand beside me. "You just walked back into this academy carrying an ancient relic and enough authority to make twelve Alpha bloodlines answer to you. Staring seems reasonable.""It's strange," I admit. "A month ago I couldn't walk through that courtyard without someone finding a reason to remind me I didn't belong here.""Things change."Below us, the courtyard has been rebuilt in pieces, students moving through the reconstruction with a different energy than I remember, some carrying supplies, others simply working alongside instructors who once wouldn't have acknowledged my presence in the same room. A group of younger students spots me through the window and, instead of scattering the way they used to, se