Novel & Cerita Academy 183

they usually do lunch and velliam get to know more about this world velliam I talk with my friend now he is ready to give you admission in his academy. it is a rule to get into academy when you turn 18 i am formal general of this nation so you will go to royalty academy it is one of the biggest and expensive academy. don't care about money we are rich. and we stay isolated for peace and when we passed away our saving will be yours but we know you are not spoiled brat you will do everything by yourself but you deserve that because you filled our life with happiness yes velliam you should go their and find bueatifull bride for you I want to see your little children and if you didn't get marrie

“I’ve contacted someone at Academy to help figure out what’s wrong with your powers.” “Really?” My heart races with excitement. “Does that mean my powers will be unbound soon?” “Yes, with luck. Soon your wolf will be back,” she replies. “And Academy...” I remember Hera telling me that Sheila was Academy’s youngest Head Herbalist. “Can you tell me more about Academy?” “Academy is a research institution, like a werewolf university. The best werewolves from Europe and even the world gather there to study. They also conduct various research programs.”

Of course today isn't an exception and as if on cue, I saw her walk out the study hall with five or six books on hand. August isn't like most scholars we have here at the academy and we don't have plenty. The Academy of Chevaliers de la Roine is known for being highly selective and extremely expensive. Most of the students here are children of wealthy clans, business tycoons and politicians. Getting in isn't easy even for those with money. So you can imagine how harder it is for those who don't. For academic scholars, you have to have a GPA of 4.18 and above and in order to be seriously evaluated, it must be a 4.2. August has a 4.5.

They must have noticed, because none of them had done so since, and I thanked them. The day before, Prince Archie had come back to see me, apologizing for forgetting to tell me about the Academy's clubs. In all, the Academy had ten clubs, all of which were founded and run by alumni: sports, literature, philosophy, art, world culture, fashion, politics, chess, tutoring, and the Student Council. However, Archie warned me that because of my tryout period, I could not join. As for the other clubs, they were open to everyone, but I had to remember to tell the club president that I was on a trial period at the Academy. I told him that I would think about it and that I would come and see him to tel

The academy had always believed itself untouchable. Neutral ground. Sacred ground. A bridge between realms. Its towers pierced the sky in elegant spires of white stone and silver glass. Defensive wards shimmering faintly across its perimeter, ancient enchantments designed to repel invasions. They had always been prepared for riots, or so they thought. For rogue factions. For political pressure. They had not prepared for Aldric. The academy’s full title was known formally as the Academy of Concordance Between Realms a name so long it was rarely spoken outside treaties. It had an history of raising most promising Weres and lycans

As she never had gone to an academy even before, all the knowledge she had was due to her thirst for power and her… mother. Thalia leaned against the counter, her demeanor shifting to one of informative ease as she began explaining. “Acina Academy is quite prestigious. It’s known for its rigorous curriculum—everything from standard subjects to more specialized disciplines like magic, combat, and healing arts. Parents generally start discussing enrollment as soon as their children can read and write. The academy has a reputation for shaping future leaders of the Empire.” “Do you think Kael would be accepted?” Elena found herself asking, her mind drifting back to the boy practicing swordplay b

On the other hand, my identity was confirmed and the admission procedure was completed. The academy is separated from the pack, surrounded by huge pine trees. My steps approach the prodigious black gate of the academy, wrapped in golden pothos leaves. Two masculine guards are positioned on either side of the black gate. Sensing my presence, their eyes flash a keen look. “I am Hailey Randle, new admission.” “ID card?” The guard on the left asks. I pull out the ID card from my bag and show it to them. The academy provides IDs upon the confirmation of admission. The guard scans every detail on the card.

Red dots indicating hidden Omega students. "This Academy has seven subjects. But there are three other academies running the same program. Northern Academy has five subjects. Western Academy has three. Eastern Academy had three but they were exposed last year at graduation." "What happened to them?" Chen asked. "One disappeared. Family took him, no one knows where. One was claimed by an Alpha family through legal channels. One is in government custody. Protective custody officially. But really detention." "Detention for what?" "Medical research. They're studying him. Testing. He hasn't been seen publicly since graduation."

she replied excitedly. She was a very talkative and bubbly girl, unlike me. She had turned eighteen just a few months ago, and since she was our little princess, we had all decided that she wouldn't attend the Royal Academy. As popular and prestigious as the Royal Academy was, I knew the truth about it, and I didn't want my little sister going there. In the end, she was enrolled in Luna Academy, an elite school exclusively for girls. Only daughters from Alpha, Beta, and Gamma families could attend. The academy also prepared them for their future roles as Lunas.

Chapter 113: Fallout By the next morning, the academy had become a living rumor. No one was quite saying Jason’s name the same way anymore. Not after the corridor. Not after the blood-red silence that followed Celeste’s arrival. Not after the unmistakable fact that something had ended in a way no one could spin into a campus prank or a clever misunderstanding. People still whispered. They just did it more carefully.