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They always did. The corridor outside was cold, metallic, and quiet except for the rhythmic thud of boots and the distant sound of drills starting on the field. Dawn hadn’t fully broken yet, but the academy never slept. Aurelion Alpha Institute. Where only those born to dominate survive. Where a single slip could get me killed. I kept walking, posture loose but controlled, shoulders straight, eyes forward. Every inch of me was trained to mimic Alpha poise. I had perfected this performance over years of necessity. I couldn’t afford tremors. I couldn’t afford mistakes.

The once blue sky had suddenly turned red as blood. Hello guys, The Lycan Academy is coming to an end. Thank you for your much needed support so far. Really appreciate it.

Although it was a normal inter-college competition, the security was neatly arranged but they acted so careless. Without thinking anything, Ace left the place, which they call as Academy. Though it was not anything like the real Academy, everyone call it as the one. Ace’s disappearance resulted not only North Hill but the Silver High to get into disqualified list. Reaching the forest area, Ace noticed a group of boys with sticks on their hands and beating someone. There was no need for Ace to check, who it was, as he already understood what was going on there. Ace ran towards them, angrily and pulled two guys back stopping them from beating Edwin. There was total four guys, who were arrange

Poor souls, they don't know we exist; they won't even see us coming. I have studied each of the four in detail. The wolf shifter who wears his heart on his sleeve like a big, fluffy toy is the easiest target for sure, as long as I can separate him from his pack. The eagle is cunning, not so easily fooled, and he shows caution, preferring his own company, a habit I need to break, and I can be very persuasive when I need to be. The Dragon shifter will be a challenge, centuries old and wise even before my time. He has ancient magic; only time will wear down his defenses. But the one that brings a sliver of unease to the place my heart used to be is Caleb, Prince of Demons. I suppose if you look

I close my eyes briefly, allowing myself the indulgence. “So,” I said lightly, trying to anchor the conversation somewhere normal, “Tomorrow, first classes. What do you think we’ll cover?” He looks up, one brow raised. “Observation first. Assessment. Not all lessons are academic.” I consider that. “Meaning…?” Alaric places the papers down gently and leans back. “They will test us. Not just our intellect, but our reactions. Our patience. Our control under pressure. And our ability to influence. Everything is measured here. Everything is noted. Everything shapes your place in the academy.”

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This power in me could have combusted at any point, killing everyone around me. "How can I control this power?" "By taking classes at Divine Academy, we teach young demigods with divine affinities how to master their powers. This school is a safe place to learn control and etiquette and help you find your place in this world." The Headmaster says, walking towards his desk, grabbing a file of papers, and handing them to me. "This pamphlet includes your room key, your class schedule, and your bank information through Divinity Credit Union."

he stated. “The Academy,” I asked confused. “Yeah, I thought you had a couple classes there,” he asked with a slight chuckle. “No, I always chicken out for one reason or another. Can you explain it to me,” I asked still very much confused. “Well, white lake high was build as a cover school or an evaluation center for kids with potential for White Lake Academy, which is the elite supernatural school only a select few can get in. Kids from all over the world want to join but their criteria is insane,” he said.

Chapter 68: Slow Recovery Nico sat on the edge of the massive bed in Elara’s suite, the silky black sheets cool against his palms. His head still pounded like a drum, and every bruise on his ribs and face throbbed in time with his heartbeat. The room felt too luxurious—too clean, too warm, too safe—to be real. He remembered BludHeaven Academy. He remembered the rumors about it accepting scholarship students every year—humans trying to integrate with vampires post-Accords.

This is La Florence Academy. School for the worlds' elite children: prodigies, talented children and most of all, children from wealthy families. This academy specializes on sharpening its' students talent and prepares them to the outside world by building their foundations and setting up connections for their future. Really, this school is for those who wants to make a name in every aspect of the world economy, and amidst all of this, a girl walked through the corridors of the school, not knowing that she caught everyone's attention as she passes by.