I stared at the glossy, expensive poster pinned against the crumbling brick wall of our school. Accademia Alpha.The gold lettering mocked my miserable reality. It was a fortress of a school, built strictly for elite werewolf alphas. Once a year, they allowed a single, brilliant human student to join their ranks on a full scholarship. I scoffed, crossing my arms over my faded jacket. It was an impossible dream. I was nineteen, stuck in a dirt-poor town outside Naples, and worst of all, the academy strictly accepted only males. A nobody like me didn’t stand a chance."Looking for your daddy on that poster, Angela?" a harsh voice sneered from behind me.I stiffened. I didn’t have to turn around to know it was Marco. He and his shadow, Enzo, stepped into my peripheral vision, blocking the warm afternoon sun."Back off, Marco," I muttered, keeping my eyes glued to the paper."Or what?" Marco stepped closer, his cheap cologne burning my nose. He leaned in, his voice dropping into a dirty,
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