All Chapters of The Alpha Academy Wants Me Dead - My Mate is my Enemy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

JAMIEI found Will near the storage buildings, checking two crates of supplies that had arrived that morning. I waited until he finished arguing with one of the kitchen staff before approaching.I asked about the messenger who had delivered Thomas’s letter the day before. Will claimed he hadn’t spoken to him and insisted he knew nothing about the contents of the letter. But I knew him well enough to see that he was hiding something.When I admitted that I had read the letter, his expression changed. I told him someone was threatening our home and the entire pack, and that I needed to know how long this had been going on.After some hesitation, Will finally admitted that other messages had arrived before this one. Thomas had known about them but had chosen not to tell the entire pack. Will also made it clear that Thomas had been investigating something and that he had warned him to stop.“Do you know what he’s investigating?” I asked.“No.” This time, he sounded sincere.“He never told

JAMIELord Adrian Blackwood had already heard about Thomas’s death before I reached his estate.I knew the moment I stepped into his office.There was no polite expression, no hesitation from someone trying to figure out how to begin a difficult conversation. Adrian simply stood behind his desk, dropped the document he had been reading, and looked at me in silence.His brown hair, already beginning to gray at the temples, was disheveled. An open bottle sat beside a glass that looked like it had been used more than once that morning.His eyes dropped to the bandage wrapped around my arm.The wound was already closing, but it still burned whenever I made a sudden movement.“Jamie…”“So you already know.”Adrian exhaled slowly.“I do.”I stepped closer to his desk.“I need your help.”His eyes closed for a brief moment.“No.” I stopped. “I haven’t even told you what I want.”“I know you. And I knew Thomas.”My jaw tightened.“Someone entered our home yesterday. They injured nearly a doze

JAMIEI stared into those dark eyes, still shining with amusement, as if he had just won some bet I didn’t even know I was playing.It irritated me.This boy is really getting on my nerves.I took a step back. Then another, putting some distance between us before my wolf decided to do something stupid on her own.“I didn’t want to touch you,” I said, the anger obvious in my voice. “Don’t flatter yourself. I just wanted my things back, since you took them without permission. And now I’m done wasting time with you. I have class.”He laughed.Loudly.He even covered his mouth with one hand, as if he needed to stop himself from laughing harder.“The little wolf is getting angry,” he said shamelessly. “I like you better this way.”I didn’t answer.He wasn’t worth it.Still grinning, he turned away and tossed over his shoulder as casually as if he were giving me the weather:“Room Eight.”Then he walked away, hands in his pockets, never looking back.It took me a second to understand.I loo

JAMIEThe next few classes passed quickly, one after another.Some focused on physical conditioning, running, endurance, strength exercises that felt more like military training than anything I had ever experienced in my pack.Others covered tactics, strategy, formations. The other students took notes with almost religious devotion.I simply watched.Around me, I heard boys whispering excitedly about becoming elite soldiers. Some dreamed of going even further, becoming Betas, perhaps even leading their own packs one day.The she-wolves talked about specialized medicine, laws, and positions that required years of study within these walls.Good for you.I wanted none of it.I didn't want to be a soldier. I didn't want a title, a position, or my name carved into some bronze plaque.I wanted one thing.Find the person who killed Thomas.Make them pay.Then return to my pack and protect the people who had been left behind after the attack.What were they doing right now?The thought kept c

JAMIE. I woke up very early, I didn't even sleep properly during the night, I sat on the bed, looking at the small bedroom window. I heard movements in the hallway, footsteps, a door slamming, voices of some people complaining, saying they were going to be late, that they would have to eat quickly to avoid being late and getting scolded.I stood there for a second, my eyes fixed on the ceiling, trying to organize my thoughts on how I would proceed here, at the gym, in Silverhowl.I got out of bed before the memory of the previous day weighed too much and went to the small bathroom. I took a quick shower, the water too cold for my taste, but I didn't have the patience to mess with the register looking for the right spot. I towel-dried the light hair, combed it carefully until it was straight enough, and tucked some of it back just to get it off my face.I took the backpack with my material and put it on my back, it was time to go, I looked at the log on the wall, I had to hurry. When