Novel & Cerita I Killed The Player Of The Academy Novel

"Will be selected. I trust the academy understands what continued Lockwood patronage means for this institution." Lucien froze, what was Mr. Lockwood proposing? The Dravenmoor Choosing. He had explained it to Adowolf's lazy face not four hours ago — one male student, bound by blood, elevated above every rank in the school. Supreme authority. A title that followed you out of these walls and into the world beyond them.

The orientation was no doubt more chaotic than expected. The academy was packed with more than 100 wolves. I didn't know so many packs existed, but the academy was the only alpha academy in the world. Future alphas from all lands and continents came here. The usual awaited royalty hadn't arrived yet, and every boy on the field murmured guesses about how each man would be. "How would Donovan Silverclaw be?" one boy asked. "I hear he once killed three assassins who came to kill him."

“It’s the last one we can still control.” --- END OF CHAPTER 72 The kill-layer had activated. But it wasn’t enough. Because Kael had become something it couldn’t fully erase— And something far deeper beneath the academy had just begun to stir. ---

"Didn't think to look for betrayal from within. Didn't think someone would choose revenge over redemption." Through the window, I saw smoke rising from various parts of the academy. Saw students fighting the trapped Old Court soldiers. Saw the damage from the brief invasion. And through the bloodline, I felt them. The three vampires I'd killed. Their absence like holes in a tapestry. Their families feeling the loss through the connection. "We need to secure the academy," I said. My voice was mechanical. "Clear out the remaining invaders. Tend to the wounded. Figure out what information Thorne gave the Old Court and how to counter it."

“What are you talking about?” “Bolton said he would give me the name if I broke it off with her.” “Who put the hit on Killian?” he asked. I nodded. “And said he would help me handle it.” Axel gave a long sigh. “And you believed him?” “He knows what will happen if he crosses me.” “He already crossed you, Theo,” he snapped. “You’re already trying to kill each other.” “It’s done, Axel.” He shook his head. “Theo, Killian is dead. Been dead awhile now. You need to focus on the life you still have. Whether his bones rest in the cemetery or the bottom of the ocean doesn’t change the fact that he’s not coming back.”

We came here for a purpose and if we miss our chance, it'll be catastrophic. The walk to the academy is the longest in my entire life. Draven hands me a gun so I can defend myself in case we come across unwanted company. I'm furious. How could they keep doing this? Do they enjoy the suffering of others? They're monsters and have to be stopped. The sight before me is not one I expected. The whole academy is up in flames, and no one's guarding the entrance. I stare at the building, wide-eyed. This can't be the same place.

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.

No one outside the Academy would know about the death—the school kept a pristine image. Thane stared at a report from the criminology department, cursing under his breath. The new boy had been involved in murder. This was why he wanted to see Ethan La Rosa. Marlene’s scandal with him confirmed he was trouble. When Ethan said he would honor the invitation later, it proved the boy had a mind of his own. But in Blackwood Academy, nothing was as it seemed. Thane entered the prison cell. “Welcome, Mr. President,” the boys greeted.

The rage in the room matches Eldora’s; it thickens, hot and dangerous. “I will kill him.” Elio says it like a promise and a verdict. I don’t need to question if he means it. - The next day, the Academy declares a break to investigate the occurrences of that night. Luckily for the trained staff and students, the casualties were no more than fifteen. However, also unfortunately, it was up to that amount. Promising students and staff lost their lives causing an uproar in parents and authorities who are calling out the Academy for its negligence towards the first threat at the Alpha games.

It’s patient, taking it time to grow. That scares me almost as much as the guards. Because if I survive this… if I break free… what happens next? Continue running from the hunters and Lord Tracon? I can't go back to the academy, where will I run to? What if the book is right? What if I really am meant to destroy everything? The thought settles heavy in my stomach. I picture the academy burning. Packs scattered. Witches shrinking. Vampires running. Hunters cheering. People screaming my name like it’s a curse.