I Killed An Academy Player Chapter 1 소설 & 이야기

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️) Chapter eleven (11) Authoress pov 🤍 Jasper already pass out and his friends already rush to him and sprinkling water on him, while Natasha was shouting, going up and down.

But I didn’t think it would feel like this—like I couldn’t even breathe without risking everything. I had survived war. I had seen my brother die fighting to save our pack. I had hidden for years, trained in silence, carried the weight of a dead name. But nothing had prepared me for the twisted games of AlphaForge Academy. And now I was bleeding, shaking, and hiding in an empty classroom—one mistake away from being exposed and killed. I couldn’t stay here. But I couldn’t leave either. Not until I got what I came for. Not until Alpha Jaxson and his bastard son paid for what they did.

Who knows who is waiting for us at the second gate? As we entered gate 2 I couldn't help but be nervous. We don't even have our weapons ready with our traits. When we opened, my world suddenly collapsed. The academy has been attack. And II can see lifeless ... bodies. Tears immediately dripped from Angel's eyes. "Just what in the world is happening?" she cried. I also couldn't help but tremble. To my surprise, I saw an arrow flying at me. But before it could reach me, Rio pushed me to the ground.

Every chapter will now be written in 3rd point of view As the students stood in shock at the sight of the poisoned katana, Caleb’s gaze swept across the crowd, his expression unreadable. The tension in the air was thick with uncertainty and fear. “I’ll ask again,” Caleb’s voice rang out, cutting through the silence like a blade. “State your name and faction, or face the consequences.” The students exchanged uneasy glances, their minds racing with questions and suspicions. Who could have orchestrated such a brazen attack on the academy? Was there truly a traitor among them, working from within the school’s walls?

After the screams, after the chaos, there was nothing but the sound of my own ragged breathing and the slow drip of blood falling from my hands onto the stone. I recognized some of them. There was Marcus, who had taught me to hold a sword when I was five, his kind eyes now empty, his mouth frozen open in a silent scream. There was Lena, who had braided my mother's hair and always saved me an extra piece of bread at dinner, her body crumpled against the wall, her apron soaked red. There was old Thomas, who had told me stories of the first Alpha and laughed at my wide-eyed wonder, his throat torn open, his blood pooling beneath him, his hand still reaching toward the door as if he had been try

“I remember the day I walked into this academy, the weirdness of the place seeped so deeply into my skin that it took everything in me not to run out through those large gates again. And that’s not even the worst part, it was the days and weeks after.” His eyes diverted to those of everyone else around them as he clocked that Caspian was starting to feel uncomfortable from being stared at for so long. “Every one of you here is an omega and a regular student. Now imagine being seen as weak because you’re an omega, then being seen as poor also because the academy itself is footing your tuition.” None of the omegas said a word or ate. They just gave him all of their attention. “I ate alone in t

Chuks grabbed and passed the MAC-10 submachine gun he held to me, then he went over to Kaz, to wake him up. "Too bad you won't be alive to see me prove you wrong. I am not naive, I knew you were going to betray us the moment I saw you argue with my uncle. See, I am starting to think I was made for this game, I am the game, and any motherfucker like you who underestimate me, well, you won't live to tell this story," I emptied the gun into his chest, until I heard the clicking sound if the empty gun.

I already knew what to do with that information. If the rules were the one thing capable of pushing Damon over the edge, even when it came to his own son, then maybe I'd just found the crack I needed. Make Dylan break a rule. Make his father furious. Turn them against each other. And I wouldn't have to get my own hands dirty. Perfect. I held back the smile threatening to appear. Not yet. I quickly changed the subject before my silence became too revealing. “I barely know anyone here,” I said, sounding genuinely curious while making sure I didn't seem too interested. “How does the academy's hierarchy work? Who answers to whom?”

"Let her play. It won’t change what’s already decided." He was right. I wasn’t worried. Not about Alaric. Not about Theron. They were already falling apart for her. But me? I wasn’t going to break. I was going to make her see. That no matter how much she toyed with us… No matter how many games she played… In the end, she would end up in my arms. Because there was no running from this. From me. The academy hallways were dimly lit, the usual noise replaced by a soft hush. Most students were in their dorms, but I preferred the silence of the night. It gave me time to think. To breathe.

Then the woman behind the Original Creator whispered: Now kill her. Aiden's eyes turned completely black. His hand rose. And the power of the King of Possibilities gathered in his palm. End of Chapter 132