Riddle Transfer 2 Novels & Stories

He was processing what I had said. “Which transfer student?” he finally asked, his voice almost a whisper. “A new transfer student. From hockey.” Stiles just shook his head, a small, confused laugh coming from his lips. “There’s a new transfer student? And you are to share the Alpha’s lodge with him? The Alpha’s lodge, Riven. They gave a transfer student your room?” I just nodded once. “Yes. They did.”

Adrian said nothing more. But in his mind, one thought surfaced clearly—There’s no harm in giving her something. After all…this might be the last time. *** “Are you sure about this decision, Mr. Adrian?” The voice on the other end of the phone sounded hesitant. Adrian stood in his study, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other holding his phone. He leaned back comfortably in his chair. “Yes,” he replied shortly. “Proceed with the transfer.” “This… isn’t a small asset.”

Ethan met her two days later in a quiet café on the edge of the city, the kind of place where no one looked twice and conversations dissolved into background noise. “You look tired,” he said gently. She smiled faintly. “That’s generous.” They didn’t hug. They didn’t pretend this was anything other than what it was two people standing on opposite ends of something dangerous, leaning in because no one else could see it clearly. He slid a folder across the table. “More transfers,” he said. “Different names. Same pattern.” Mia flipped through the pages slowly. Her hands didn’t shake anymore. “Victor?” “Yes.” “And Liam?”