Novel & Cerita I Killed The Player Of The Academy Novel

“Me too.” For a moment, we just stood there, two broken souls caught in the storm. Then I reached up, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. “Goodbye, Kael.” And before he could say anything else, I turned and walked away, letting the rain swallow me whole. --- The academy felt different. Or maybe I was different. The air was thick with whispers as I walked through the halls, my boots clicking against the marble floors. Eyes followed me. Some filled with fear.

Kian “Yeah well, there’s more,” I told her. “Mom was holding a letter. I had to pull it from her fingers to read it. It was a hand-delivered telegram from the council of elders, telling her that Dad had been killed in action — shot dead by hunters. My old man — my hero — gone. Just like that.” I snapped my fingers. “My life went downhill from there on in. Mrs. B passed away. I killed a man in the Cage, and as a result, they kicked me out of school. Goodbye, scholarship. Lucky for me, the Roughnecks had my back. The rest is history.”

"That's her." "The murderer." "I heard she killed Zephyra over a man." I kept my head lowered and said nothing. I just wanted the day to end. Even though Goldenclaw Academy consisted of students from different packs, news had spread frighteningly fast. To everyone here, I was the girl who murdered someone out of jealousy. On the surface, I remained calm. But inside, I was slowly breaking apart. At least Xevira kept encouraging me quietly, reminding me I was doing well.

Madison nods, "Yes he got out soon enough to start a life with Cousin Joeniya." A bit of relief washed over me. At least he was no longer a part of something so terrible. Madison looks at me with watery blue eyes. "I'm sorry to say this Niy, but Ace killed his father and took over." "Why would he kill his father?" Harper asks now sitting up from her previous position on the couch. "He killed my grand aunt, that would be Ace's mom. He was a ruthless man and he killed your grandmother in front of her sons."

. "Luka, you aren't the only one in this room who has killed someone close to them. As I stated earlier, I started at Divine Academy the first year you started teaching. I went home during winter break that year, but I didn't return to school when the break ended. Rumor has it that I couldn't return to school because the war had broken out between the townsfolk and the royals, but that was only a partial truth. The war that occurred. It was my fault. I was spending the day with my best friend, Kirk. I showed off skills I'd learned in school those few short months. One of my favorite water skills I learned was creating a tsunami. Above water, tsunamis are easy to maintain. I can flatten my pa

The hallway was empty, just the hum of overhead lights and the steady sound of his breathing, too shallow, too fast. Good. Fear meant the truth was close. I stepped up behind him. “Why didn’t your name show up in any records?” He froze. “Why does the academy think you’re dead?” He exhaled sharply, like I’d punched the air out of him. “Stop digging.” “I can’t.” “You should,” he said, voice flat, but there was a tremor under it. “You think you’re doing something noble? You’re not. You’re making a mistake.”

To Kael. I stood quietly, slipping on a dark shirt and boots, ignoring the way my own body ached. There were bruises under my skin too, but they didn’t matter. I couldn’t afford to rest. Not with Teya lying broken in my bed and Kael still walking these halls like a king cloaked in charm. I left the room silently, the door clicking shut behind me. The academy at night was a different world. Gone was the chatter of students, the echo of boots, the laughter and tension of lessons. In its place: silence. Cold, thick silence. The halls stretched endlessly, lit only by moonlight seeping through high windows.

“There's nothing wrong with her. She's perhaps thinking about her mate, who's in prison and might be executed.” Clara had told me that the boy whom Noah had killed was one of the council members' sons. Well, everyone apparently just found out because he was a freshman and no one knew about it. And Noah, having no connection to the founding family placed him at a dire position because not only was he going to be torture until he confessed to what had happened, he would be killed soon after. I had asked if it was a normal thing in the academy because, in my opinion, it made no sense that, because a student died, another would be killed.

Sheena arrives at the scene along with the disciplinary committee and they halt at a distance. Her sharp gaze drops to us. “The hunter is getting bolder day by day. He is killing off our students under our noses.” She growls in rage. “Hailey Randle.” My brows furrow, tears still drenching my cheeks, sliding to my chin. “Isn’t it a bit strange? The three students who died in the academy have some connection with you. Jerek had an argument with you, Ralix was last seen with you in the chess room, and Ella was your best friend.”

Red POV I looked around the academy. I have never been here during the day, and it’s actually beautiful. Beautiful buildings, rogues walking everywhere, all smiles. I looked at them; they all seemed so happy but attacked innocent packs, killing every single one of them. Don’t they feel pity? They were all rescued too, after their packs were raided. Or were they forced to do it to those innocent packs? I definitely didn’t think of all this; when I got that list, I swung into action and killed everyone whose name was on the list. I am not even done, but I don’t think I want to continue; it would only land me in more trouble.