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N-Now, I’m never going to see her again…. I was about to ball my eyes out when I noticed a flyer on the table. It was delicately crafted with many colors. A flyer that always comes around every year. Everyone's angel family Receives it to help recruit soldiers. But this time…. It was different… Hello! Do you want to become stronger? Protect someone? Maybe even meet the royal family? Or become a royal knight?? Don’t wait! Join the Knights Academy today! ‘The Knights Academy? Didn’t dad mention it once? He said that: It’s an academy for young angel prodigies’, it’s the fast track to joining the guard early.’ I mused to myself.

The same team where I'm the assistant coach. The Moon Eclipse Pack runs one of the most elite academies in the country. The Moon Eclipse academy—a place that grooms the one percent of the one percent prominent werewolf heirs—Alphas, Betas, Gammas. A place where ranks matter more than brains and where anyone without a prominent family name is disposable.

WELCOME to SAGE Academy! The school among all the schools in this country. The epitome of the future exemplary generation. The playground of unexpected events. "She's here! She's here!" "Oh my gosh, it's Adharia Valler from the Valler family!" "Wow, she looks so beautiful. Her hair is always on point, kyah!" "The Goddess Ace has arrived, look!" "OMG! The campus princess." "Gosh, I stan the queen so much!"

“Alpha?’’ Regal's familiar voice yelled out, leaving a storm of relief pouring all over me. “Over here!’’ I hollered. “Oh goddess! You're badly hurt.’’ He spat as he examined the wound, throwing a thorough glance around before stuffing his pistol into his belt. He helped me up and we both tugged along with my weight on his shoulder. “How far it is to the house?’’ I inquired, exhausted already by the nonstop tugging “Just a few more miles.’’ Regal assured. ‘‘Did you happen to see the lycan king tonight?’’ I asked, out of sincere curiosity. ‘‘Not really. I'm not sure I saw any of his commanders either.’’ Regal answered, spiking my curiosity even more. How didn't Lycan Cyril show up today, what

they murmured. “I welcome you to Royal academy, it nice seeing new faces. You are to obey the rule and regulations of the school, if you caught sneaking out you be punished. Your uniform and book will be in your room, no girl should go the boys hostel vise versa. Any information will be passed into you, any question”

I release a breath when no one steps forward after a few moments. “Okay, then.” Reginald says. “I am going to make this simple. The two of you have known each other you’re whole lives.” He pauses for a few moments. Before I can wonder if I am supposed to say something, he turns to Chris. “King Christopher do you take Raleigh Walsh to be your wedded wife, and your Queen, as equal to you, to love and to hold, to cherish, to take care of in sickness and in health until death do you part?”

"This isn't the kind of welcome you throw together on short notice." "You think the Headmaster knew he was coming early. Before we did." "I think," Mira said carefully, "that everyone in this academy answers to House Corvane one way or another, whether they'd admit it out loud or not." The entire student body had been assembled in the courtyard by mid-morning, first-years through final-years arranged in careful rows facing the main gate, and Sera found herself positioned near the front, whether by accident or deliberate design she couldn't say, close enough that there would be no pretending she hadn't been seen the moment Lord Corvane arrived.

She nodded and waved at Marlene. Marlene smiled back and muttered “good luck” to her. “Close your eyes.” He whispered. She sighed and did as instructed. When she opened them, she saw herself in front of a gate. At the top was written Royals Training Academy. “I can do this,” She exhaled and opened the gate. The school was huge and she could see students walking to and fro. She could smell the royalty off them all. They were going to be great Alphas and Lunas when they graduate.

Karl whispers. Reginald nods. “I understand that it’s a lot to process,” he says, then pauses, taking in a deep breath. “I do not plan on stepping down for a few years yet, if it’s any consolation. But considering the fact that you… missed out on a royal upbringing, and thus the training that goes along with it, I wanted to speak with you now.” “You want to… train me?” Karl asks. “Yes.” Reginald, once again, looks back and forth between me and Karl. “I would like to invite you to live here with me. Undergo your training, and when you’re ready, you will have your coronation and become king. And you, Abby…”

After entering the city, James grabbed a random person and asked, “Excuse me, I heard that the Welkin Academy is admitting new disciples in Doncaster City. May I know where should I go?” The person glanced at James. When he saw his travel-weary look, he immediately knew James came from a foreign land. Pointing in a direction, he said, “They’re currently registering at the City Lord’s Mansion. Make haste! Today’s the last day of registration. If you miss this, you’ll have to wait for another ten years.” “Thanks!” Then, James immediately made haste. Soon, he arrived at the City Lord’s Mansion. Many people were gathered outside. In front of James were a few tables, and many youngsters were regi