The Cardinal Alpha's Human Obsession

Azura's POV

I still remembered the smell of my foster father's blood.

Five years had passed, yet whenever I closed my eyes, I was back in that tiny house, kneeling in a pool of blood that wasn't mine. People said time healed everything. They lied. The man who murdered the only person who had ever loved me was still out there, walking free somewhere in this kingdom, breathing the same air I did. And if fate was finally giving me a chance to find him, I wasn't about to waste it.

That was why I came to Luanareth Academy. Not to become a Luna. Not to fall in love. But to uncover the truth behind my foster father's murder.

I never should have set foot in this place.

It was the academy every young she wolf dreamed of attending, reserved for the strongest bloodlines in the kingdom. It was where the future Lunas of the Four Cardinal Alphas were chosen, where reputations were built and destinies decided. Every girl who crossed those gates carried the same hope in her heart, to catch the eye of an Alpha heir and one day stand beside him as his Luna.

I wasn't one of them. I hadn't crossed the border between Ashmoor and the Werewolf Kingdom searching for love. I had come hunting a killer.

And somehow, a Moonless human like me had been handed a scholarship to study there.

"Welcome to Luanareth Academy."

The cheerful voice pulled me from my thoughts. A girl about my age stopped in front of me with an easy smile, her chestnut brown hair bouncing lightly against her shoulders as she walked. Unlike the nervous knot twisting in my stomach, she looked completely at ease, wearing the academy's elegant black and white uniform as though she'd been born into this world.

"I'm Piper," she said warmly, extending her hand without hesitation. "I'll be your student guide. You can call me Pi." Before I could introduce myself, she tilted her head with a grin. "And you must be Azura."

I blinked in surprise. "How do you know my name?"

She laughed, her eyes crinkling with amusement. "The academy gave me your student profile this morning. It would be pretty embarrassing if I couldn't recognize the student I'm supposed to look after."

I managed a small smile, but my attention had already drifted beyond her. The academy stretched before me like something pulled from a fairy tale. Towering white buildings reached toward the sky, trimmed with silver that glistened beneath the morning sun, while crystal fountains sparkled in the center of the courtyard and perfectly manicured gardens burst with flowers in every imaginable color. Students crossed the stone walkways laughing together, their confidence so effortless it was almost intimidating.

For a moment, I simply stared. Ashmoor suddenly felt a lifetime away. No, not a lifetime. A nightmare. Its cracked roads, worn out homes, and hungry faces couldn't have been more different from this place. Luanareth wasn't simply another school. It was another world entirely.

The feeling didn't last. Whispers slowly rose around me. Students who had been walking moments ago began slowing their pace, some openly staring while others leaned toward their friends, making no effort to hide their curiosity.

"Isn't she Moonless?"

"What is a human doing here?"

"I thought humans weren't allowed into Luanareth."

"She doesn't belong."

Each whisper landed harder than the last. I lowered my eyes, tightening my grip around the strap of my worn shoulder bag. Maybe they were right. Maybe I didn't belong here. I was the only Moonless human standing in a school built for wolves.

My thoughts drifted back to yesterday, when everything had changed so quickly I still hadn't found time to process it. A stranger had arrived in Ashmoor, and that alone had been enough to draw half the neighborhood outside, since wolves rarely entered our district unless they had a reason and curiosity spread faster than wildfire. Then the stranger looked directly at me.

"There she is."

I frowned. Me?

He walked straight toward my stepmother. "This is a rare opportunity for your family."

She folded her arms suspiciously. "What opportunity?"

"Your daughter qualifies for a scholarship to Luanareth Academy."

Silence swept through the crowd.

"If she is chosen as the Luna of one of the Four Cardinal Alphas, your family's future will change forever."

My stepmother barked out a laugh so loud several people turned to look. "Her?" she scoffed, looking me up and down with obvious disgust. "She's human."

"I know." His calm reply only seemed to irritate her further.

"Moonless humans aren't accepted."

"Ordinarily, they aren't." His gaze settled on me before he slowly lifted a hand toward my hair. "But sometimes, a human is born with a rare trait."

My fingers instinctively reached for the long blue strands resting over my shoulder. I had hated my hair for as long as I could remember. Children called me cursed. Adults whispered that I was a bad omen. Some claimed I was a witch. Others crossed the street whenever they saw me coming, as though merely looking at me would invite misfortune into their lives.

Only one person had never looked at me that way. My foster father. He had found me abandoned inside a trash bin when I was only a baby and carried me home without a second thought. He never cared that I looked different, never cared that people talked behind his back. To him, I wasn't cursed. I was simply his daughter. His wife had never shared that opinion. She tolerated me only because he loved me, and the day he died, everything changed. I stopped being family. I became free labor. I cooked, I cleaned, I obeyed, and no matter how hard I worked, I was never treated like I belonged.

"Azura?"

Piper's voice snapped me back to the present. I blinked quickly. "Sorry."

She smiled patiently before gesturing for me to follow. "Life here isn't easy," she said as we walked through the enormous courtyard. "You'll have to fight for your place."

I frowned. "For what?"

She stopped so suddenly I nearly bumped into her. "Wait, you seriously don't know?"

I shook my head. "No."

She stared at me in complete disbelief. "You came all the way to Luanareth Academy without knowing why thousands of girls spend years trying to get accepted?"

I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly. "Pretty much."

She pinched the bridge of her nose dramatically. "Wow."

A nervous laugh escaped me. "I've been told I'm clueless before."

Despite herself, she laughed. "You really are." She leaned closer, lowering her voice. "Everyone here is competing for one thing. The attention of the Four Cardinal Alphas."

I blinked. "That's all?"

Her eyes widened. "That's all? Azura, do you even hear yourself?" She looked around before lowering her voice even further. "They're practically royalty. The Moon Goddess herself chose their bloodlines generations ago. They're the future rulers of every wolf clan. Being noticed by just one of them could completely change someone's life."

I looked around at the girls pretending not to stare. "So," I tilted my head innocently, "why is everyone acting so shameless?"

Piper froze, then burst into laughter so suddenly that a few nearby students turned to look. "Oh, Moon Goddess," she wheezed. "You really said that."

"What?" I asked, unable to understand what I'd done wrong.

She wiped the corner of her eye. "I don't know whether you're brave or completely hopeless."

"I'm just being honest."

Her smile slowly faded. "If I can give you one piece of advice," she looked me straight in the eye, "keep your head down. Don't attract any attention on your first day."

I couldn't help letting out a small scoff. "As if I care."

The words had barely left my mouth when someone slammed into my shoulder and my balance disappeared beneath me. The ground rushed toward my face, and instinctively I squeezed my eyes shut, but the impact never came. A strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, pulling me back before I could hit the ground, and my breath caught as I instinctively grabbed onto the front of a black uniform to steady myself.

For one suspended heartbeat, everything around me seemed to disappear. Then I slowly looked up. The first thing I noticed wasn't his face. It was his eyes, a deep, burning crimson that held an intensity making my heart stumble, like glowing embers hidden beneath velvet darkness. My gaze drifted upward to dark red hair that caught the morning sunlight, making him impossible to ignore even among hundreds of students.

He was breathtaking. Dangerously so.

Around us, the entire courtyard fell silent. Then the whispers exploded.

"Look."

"One of the Cardinal Alphas."

"He's holding her."

A wave of stunned gasps swept across the courtyard as every eye turned toward us.