Novel & Cerita Zodiac Academy 4

"I smelled her first!" "You're both wrong!" Nathan shouted, shoving his brothers apart. "She's MY mate! I can feel it!" "MINE!" Caiden roared, his eyes blazing with a ferocity that matched his brothers. "She belongs to ME!" I stared at them, my battered mind struggling to comprehend what was happening. Four mates. I had four mates. I had just been rejected by my fated mate, branded a murderer, flogged, and banished—and now the Moon Goddess had tied me to four of the most dangerous wolves in existence?

Nothing came out. She gasped. “Oh my moons, you did.” “Vivia!” “You kissed Ares?” “…yes.” “I knew it. Moody brooding types always fall first.” She leaned forward. “Finn?” “…yes.” “Aaaaand the golden retriever strikes again. Gunner?” “…yes.” “Oh my goddess.” She clutched her chest dramatically. “Kai too?” “…yes,” I mumbled. Vivia collapsed backward in theatrical agony. “All four?! In one day?! Zorya! Are you trying to ascend?! Become a goddess? Because this is how you ascend! This is how one becomes immortal!”

It had been slow, we’d taken our time to get to know each other, and now it is time for the big test, the final test to show that she is meant to be my Luna. When we pull into the Academy’s parking lot, I get out and sniff the air. There are a lot of scents here. I swear I catch hints of Cyra’s and Yorick’s scents, but there are so many scents in the air that it’s hard to narrow them down. Tyrus, my wolf, sits up, sniffing the air. ‘Can you find them, buddy?’ I ask him as I walk around the car to open the door for Justine.

The principal said making everyone go silent. I could feel the tension in the room. Noctra Academy was one of the best academies in the werewolf race and our rival. They had been number one in the Luna trials for so long. They could only change in the darkness of the night and under the moon. Their wolves were not ordinary either. All of them had rogue wolves. “Noctra Academy will be joining?” a student whispered, breaking the silence. The room instantly erupted with murmurs. My gaze met Ezra's. He was smiling slyly as he looked at in our direction but he wasn't looking at me. He was looking at the Triplet Alphas. Kael, Talon and Jett tensed the moment the announcement was released. I turned

In these sanctuaries, they found solace, healing, and the freedom to express their authenticity without fear or judgment. The Luna Academy emerged as a multidimensional hub of learning, where beings gathered to explore the depths of authenticity across various disciplines. Renowned teachers, masters, and cosmic guides shared their wisdom, igniting sparks of self-discovery and nurturing the growth of each individual's unique gifts. The Academy became a melting pot of ideas, a cosmic symposium where diverse perspectives intersected, fostering collaboration, innovation, and the co-creation of a harmonious cosmos.

On top of the makeshift cake was a single, pink candle. One of the two students sitting by the table jumped up and held out a crimson balloon. “Happy belated birthday!” he exclaimed, his eyes on my mark. A smile cracked on his lips, and he peered up to me. “It isn’t much, but we hope you like it. Welcome to Academia of the Moon. You’re going to love it here.” It took me a moment to recuperate from surprise before accepting the balloon and offering a smile. “Uh, thank you?” I glanced at Ariah. “What’s going on?”

Jace’s POV The Academy was a furnace of whispers. By dawn, Zara’s name had already spread through every corridor, every classroom, every whispered exchange between students who thought their words wouldn’t carry. The news traveled faster than fire itself: Zara Blackwood had unleashed dragon flame. Her hybrid form wasn’t rumors anymore. It wasn’t whispered in the shadows. It was a fact. “She’s not a wolf,” one girl gasped as I walked past her cluster of friends. “She’s something else.”

Saskia said flatly, and the bubbly hedge-witch suddenly looked much older than her actual age. "Sector Four is dangerous enough because the lower tiers are always fighting for scraps of magic and respect," she explained, and she crossed her arms over her chest while staring at the floor. "But the academy also forces all first-year students to participate in the weekly combat trials to test our survival skills against each other." "Okay, so I will learn how to fight them," I argued, and I balled my hands into fists even though I didn't have my heavy silver wrench to back up my tough talk.

“I’m just the youngest of three Alpha and Luna offspring from a pack in Minnesota. Always the troublemaker.” “Couldn’t you just avoid trouble? You don’t seem that bad,” I said, trying to offer some reassurance. “That’s just escapism,” Adonis interjected, adjusting his glasses. “For kids under pressure. I know the type. Zion’s lucky he’s still normal. Me? I’m different.” “I’ll give you that, Walsh—you’re odd,” Zion quipped. “But no offense, you’ve been way more talkative since Phoenix joined the team. By the way, I heard you slipped up earlier.”

But with the mix of dread and inevitable destruction, she gladly accepted his challenge unto her as they started the chase of cat and mouse. Taking a deep breath in as she walks alone for a while on the Academy’s grounds after leaving Marie for a while. She looks at the Academy’s ground and familiarizing herself with the changes that took place in the once School she knew seven years ago. Making her way to the Academy’s vast forest trail sanctuary as she made her way into the hidden pathway, she clearly remembers that exists in between a curved branch of the two oak trees, but now is covered with grass and shrubs. She rubs her palm on the branch of the oak tree on her right as the sigil of t