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They shook their heads and immediately went out of the class with a little tears sparkling. " I hope all of you know that this is an Elite class and one of the best schools for young wolves like you. All of you who are sitting here in the class are very lucky to be here otherwise you all are worthless. You need to prove yourself and make a special place for you otherwise I will get you thrown! " I didn't like the energy which she was radiating because all I could sense was arrogance and anger. Her eyes wandered to each of our faces and she lifted her brows when she saw me.

Olivia had a frown on her face as she entered into the private elevator, leading to the private classrooms. "That arrogant jerk!" She grumbled, her face squeezing up, "Who does he think he is?" She finally pushed the knob, and the soft gliding sound of the glassy door could be heard as she entered into the class. The private classroom was totally different from their normal classrooms. There were three black plush swiveling chairs, with laptops on their tables. It was incredibly spacious and exuded grandeur. Inside this same classroom, there were three separate relaxation suites for the boys.

My brows furrowed. “I mean,” he continued, “look at it, Arden. Elite is the most prestigious academy in the country. Maybe even the continent. The facilities are state-of-the-art. The curriculum is intense, innovative, and powerful. It trains warriors, strategists, healers, scholars, and diplomats all under one roof. It produces the best of the best. We all came here because of that. Because everyone says this is the place where greatness is born.” He shook his head.

26. It was on the second floor on extreme corner of the left wing of the building of the college. It took me minutes to find it. It was the only class without room number board on it. I saw few girls giggling outside the class. One of them was standing by the door of the class so I rushed over to her and ask " is this Lr.26?" She was a plum girl with fair skin and long brown wavy hairs tied into a low pony tail. By her appearance she looked kind.

Alex pov I’ve always known the Elites have their separate world, but being thrust into it felt surreal. They had their separate classes. The classrooms were decorated beautifully, rivaling most of the students' parlours at their various homes. The air condition, that's seen in only the staff offices where mounted all round the Elites quarters, plus everybody have their own personal system and seats that are permanently for you.

Patel's emergency line and got instructions to monitor him closely but not panic yet. Not panic. Right. I was already running late for my morning shift at Crawford Elite when Chase finally fell back asleep. The new boots Kade had given me felt sturdy and reliable as I hurried across campus, but my mind was elsewhere. The display case in the main hallway was supposed to showcase Crawford Elite's academic achievements. Dozens of trophies, awards, and photographs are arranged behind pristine glass panels. It was also one of my least favorite cleaning tasks, every fingerprint showed, and students had a habit of pressing their faces against the glass just to mess with me.

“Eli, listen to me. What system? What are you talking about?” He looked at her then truly looked at her and for a moment his voice softened. “You shouldn’t have come back down here. The dorm isn’t a building anymore. It’s… learning.” The monitors behind them flared to life. Data cascaded across the screens in rapid streams code, files, maps of the dorm’s layout. But one window stood out: Heart Rate Monitoring. Four profiles pulsed in real time Lola, Adam, Nora, Mason and beneath them, a fifth line labeled Eli: Reinitiated.

And did he just lump me in with the best? 'Well, duh. You have been running circles around Anderson and Henry for three years. They know exactly where you sit compared to the rest of the Elites. that's Hardly a surprise.' Edwardo clears his throat. “The course starts on the tenth. I have personally recommended you. I hope you will consider attending.” I just stare at him for a beat, brain blank. “Where is the course?” “I cannot tell you that,” he says, unruffled. “You will present yourself at the Elite Training Centre at eight a.m. on the morning of the tenth.”

If your friend's institution could really turn regular people into elites, you wouldn't still be a useless nobody. She shook her head in disdain. "Someone who isn't an elite has no business trying to train one. When my husband was still last in his class, I trained him myself and sent him straight into Dalvea University. That year, the entire school was shaken. Even the principal came to me asking for my methods." As she spoke of the past, Cassandra grew animated, her eyes bright with pride. Xavier was more than happy to stall for time. Swallowing his pride, he played along and echoed her praise. "That's incredible. As expected of you, Cassie. Only someone like you could do that."

Glenn to get a new desk, a computer, and two monitors. ​I sat down with my legs crossed as I logged in immediately. ​“Let's find out why you're being adored by the Carters.” I bit my fingernail before doing some digging, and then I came across Williams's early life. ​The Elites: a school for the rich. ​Rosetta also attended the same school. I tried to remember, but I couldn't access some of her memories. ​While staring at the pictures of the school, my eyes caught something familiar.