Romans & histoires Wits Academy

he adds, almost as if he's handing down a legacy she should be proud of. Zuria takes the papers silently, the embossed emblem pressing into her fingertips like a brand. The parchment is thick and pristine, smelling faintly of ink and old money, carrying a formality that feels suffocating. It isn't an opportunity it's a sentence. An exile dressed up in ambition. The Academy has a reputation that borders on legend: a fortress for the gifted and the broken alike, its sprawling campus shrouded in mist and secrets, hidden away behind gates that seem to groan with the weight of the expectations they protect.

he'd say in his usual thick baritone voice whenever I rant at him. “You are my eyes in the academy and until I have gained absolute control, you would have to remain there.” The Wolf's academy was the biggest and most revered. Standing tall for over five hundred years. And the best of the best alphas had passed through its gate, my father inclusive. I still couldn't understand why he wanted it. Old depleted buildings, students whose total f*e couldn't sum up to the amount he sponsors yearly. “And what exactly do you think you are?” I heard abruptly, almost startling me.

"It is an elite institution owned entirely by the royal family. It is strictly open to the high nobility of the werewolf kingdoms, and a select few on exceptional scholarships." The moment the words left her mouth, the name sent a sharp pain through my chest. Valtheris Academy. The name continued to echo loudly inside my head, a deafening, mocking roar that made the blood completely drain from my face. My grip tightened on the armrests until my knuckles turned white. Silas. His name flashed in my mind like a brand of pure fire. Valtheris Academy was the exact, prestigious institution Silas had used me to get into. Silas, the bastard who had ruthlessly crushed my soul, the man who had spent y

“What… what are you talking about?” The man turned to me, assessing me like one might a wild animal before deciding how best to break it. “A different punishment,” he said. “We’ll send you to the academy.” “What academy?” I asked. The Beta smiled. “Prescot Academy. The finest institute for our kind. It’s filled with shifters. Magic-wielders. Beasts in need of taming.” Even though I was a rogue, I knew Prescot Acedemy. Who didn’t? it was the most popular academy in the continent. It was prestigious and meant for the elite alone. Why they hell did they want to send me there>

This year was supposed to be my last and final year in the HOUSE OF DIVINE RITES before I was supposed to marry Zulu and be done with it. Elio was homeschooling but still we all usually finished school at 17 to 18 and got into war, hospitals, schools, political offices and such. I couldn't fathom what they were still teaching prince Vasska at 20. He sighed, as though speaking to a particularly stupid child. “Queen Nymera and the Council have ordered that you start school with me. At the Bloodwright Academy.” “The what?” I stared at him. “The Bloodwright Academy here at Halomore. It’s where the royals and the purest bloodlines study. You’ll take the placement test tomorrow morning so the peop

Some ancient spells are forbidden because they can only be cast by sacrificing a life. The empire built an academy that was divided into two departments. For magicians and ordinary people but excel to become a scholar. The academy is open to everyone and does not discriminate. They valued highly individuals according to their talents not in their ranks in society. The nobles who are proud of themselves followed the rules because not obeying the academy will be expelled and only bring shame into their family. A commoner who did not follow the rules will lose the benefits given to them. The students are highly respected because of the academy’s prestige.

"I've decided to send him to Thornwood Academy." My breath caught. Thornwood Academy. The most prestigious institution in the entire territory. Where the elite of the elite sent their children. Where future leaders were forged. "He'll receive specialized instruction," Vivienne continued. "Private tutors. Advanced training. The best education our pack can offer." I could barely believe what I was hearing. "Mother, I... I don't know what to say." My voice trembled slightly. "This is such an honor. Thank you." "Don't thank me yet. The academy is rigorous. He'll have to work hard." Vivienne's eyes sharpened. "But I believe he has potential. It would be a shame to let it go to waste."

"That's your first real graduation, Bastian. Now teach the others." The Academy's first public demonstration came three months later. Parents, pack leaders, skeptics, and supporters gathered to watch these unusual students display their progress. The witch-blooded girl made flowers bloom in winter soil. The phoenix descendants created a coordinated fire display that painted stories in the air. The rare wolves showed abilities that defied traditional classification.

The name of the school was Ambassadors of Wisdom International School (AWIS). Ambassadors Of Wisdom International School (AWIS) was one of the best, most recognized, and most expensive schools in Maitama Abuja. The school was well equipped with the best libraries, laboratories, smart-looking students, qualified tutors, and of course a very standard structure with enough fields for the students to run around. In the front of the school gate was "WELCOME TO AMBASSADORS OF WISDOM INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL (AWIS)" written boldly. I apparently love the school immensely, anyone could tell that I love the school from the bright smile wore as we both tore the school environment.

He wants to ship me off to this bloody academy so he would continue being Alpha while I'm learning what exactly? This felt like exile disguised as honor. A way to get me out of his hair while he consolidated power. The thought made my blood boil. Bullshit, just bullshit. My eyes hardened with anger. Then I heard Riven continue, "The following names are chosen to come study at the Academy." He started listing names from each pack starting from Firstfell and I saw him call Tyrion's buddy from earlier and then finally he got to Grimwell. "Caden Gallen, Kaiya Wilson, Gretchen Everton