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《Mated to My Rival Step Brother》全部章節：第 101 章 - 第 110 章

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101. The Council’s Game

Blake’s POV:The summons comes at noon.Not shouted. Not announced.Just a sealed message slid under my dorm door with the council crest pressed into black wax.My wolf reacts before I do.It lifts its head. Not aggressive. Not afraid. Just aware.That alone tells me this is not routine.I read the message twice even though it is short.~Private evaluation. Council Hall. Immediate presence required.No reason given.No option to refuse.I change slowly, choosing plain clothes instead of training gear. I do not want to look like a weapon. I want to look like a student. Calm. Balanced.Alex stands near the window when I leave my room.“You got it too,” he says quietly.I nod.His jaw tightens. “They did not summon me.”“That is intentional,” I reply.He exhales sharply. “Be careful.”“I always am.”That is a lie.But I do not correct it.The walk to the council hall feels longer than usual. The academy corridors look the same, but they feel different. Like the walls are listening. Like e

102. Lyra Steps Forward

Lyra’s POV:The academy bell rings sharper than I remember.It echoes across the courtyard and settles into my bones. I pause at the edge of the training grounds, fingers curled around the strap of my bag. The stone beneath my boots feels cold, solid, real. Midnight Academy has not changed much in four years. Or maybe it has. Maybe I am the one who changed.I take a breath and step forward.Heads turn.Not all at once. Not obviously. But I feel it. The weight of eyes sliding toward me, pausing, whispering. The kind of attention that pretends to be curiosity but smells like judgment.“Is that her?”“I heard she disappeared for years.”“Twenty two and just joining now?”“Silver Pack’s broken jewel.”The words do not hit as hard as they once would have. They still sting. But they do not knock me down.I walk anyway.The training field is busy. Students line up in rows. Coach Vega stands at the front, clipboard in hand, eyes sharp as ever. When he sees me, his gaze pauses. Not in surprise.

103. When Wolves Speak

Blake's POV:Dinner ends quietly for me.Too quietly.I do not taste much of the food. My mind keeps drifting back to the way the academy feels these days. Tight. Watchful. Like walls have ears and even shadows listen.That is why I end up at Alex’s dorm instead of the forest.I knock softly.The door opens almost at once.Alex stands there in a plain dark shirt and loose pants. His hair is still slightly damp, like he washed up not long ago. He looks tired but alert. Always alert.“You came,” he says.“You expected me,” I reply.He steps aside and lets me in. “Yeah. I did.”His dorm is neat. Not overly clean, but ordered. Books stacked properly. Desk cleared. Bed made. It fits him. Controlled. Simple.He closes the door behind me and locks it.“We should not go to the forest tonight,” he says right away. “Too many eyes on you.”I nod. “I was thinking the same.”We sit on the floor near his bed, backs against it. There is a small space between us, but not much. Enough to feel his warmt

104. The Night Breaks

Alex’s POV:Even though Blake's wolf is calm, his breathing is wrong.I notice it the moment I step inside my dorm room. The air feels heavy, like something is pressing down on my chest. Blake is standing near the window, his back stiff, his hands clenched so tight his knuckles look pale.“Blake,” I say quietly. “Hey. Look at me.”He does not turn around.There is a low sound in his throat. Not a growl yet. But close.“I can hear them,” he says. His voice is rough. “Even here.”My heart tightens. “Hear who?”“Everyone,” he replies. “Eyes. Thoughts. Fear.”That is not good.I step closer but keep my distance. I know better than to crowd him when his wolf is near the surface. His shoulders rise and fall too fast. His jaw is set like he is holding something back with sheer will.“We cannot stay here,” I say. “The dorm is not safe if you shift.”His eyes flick toward me, glowing faintly. “I do not want anyone hurt.”“I know,” I reply. “That is why I am calling Coach Vega.”I pull my phone

105. Blood and Silence

Alex’s POV:The academy does not sleep after blood is spilled.It only pretends to.Morning comes, but the air feels heavy. Like the walls remember what happened last night. Like the ground still holds the echo of claws hitting stone. I walk through the corridor slowly, my steps careful. My ribs ache when I breathe too deep, but I keep my face calm. No one needs to see weakness today.Students sit along the hall walls. Some have bandages. Some stare at nothing. Some whisper when they see me pass.I hear Blake’s name more than once.I stop near the infirmary door. The smell of herbs and iron mixes in the air. Inside, injured students lie on beds. Some are unconscious. Some talk in low voices. A girl cries softly while a healer presses glowing hands over her shoulder.I look down at my arm. The wound is closed, but the skin still burns. I know it will scar.Worth it, I tell myself.Blake is alive. That is enough.“Alex.”I turn. Coach Vega stands behind me. His face looks older today. Li

106. The Choice of an Heir

Blake’s POV:The academy feels different after the attack.Not louder. Not quieter. Just heavier.Every hallway carries whispers that stop when I pass. Every look lingers a second too long. Some eyes hold fear. Some hold blame. Some hold something close to hate. I feel all of it pressing on my skin like heat that never fades.I sit alone on the stone bench near the east courtyard. Morning sun falls through the tall pillars, but it does nothing to warm me. My hands are clasped together, elbows resting on my knees. My wolf is restless inside me, pacing, scraping, breathing hard. It is not angry. It is alert. Like it knows the world just shifted.I think about leaving.The thought has been circling my mind since last night.Withdrawing from the Alpha heir competition would end a lot of things. The council pressure. The eyes. The danger that keeps reaching closer. If I step back, maybe the academy can breathe again. Maybe Alex can heal without putting himself in front of me. Maybe Lyra can

107. An Emotional Bond

Blake’s POV:The night is quiet in a way that feels earned.Not empty. Not tense. Just calm.Alex’s dorm lights are dimmed, only the small lamp near the bed glowing soft and warm. The window is cracked open, letting the cool air slide in. I can hear distant footsteps outside, but they fade quickly. Everyone is tired after everything that happened today. The academy feels like it is holding its breath.Alex sits on the edge of the bed, his back straight, hands resting on his thighs. He looks strong even when he is still. But I can see the strain in his eyes. He hides it well. Too well.“You should be resting,” I say quietly.He lets out a short breath. “So should you.”I step closer and lean against the wall near him. “I don’t think sleep will come easily tonight.”Alex nods. “Same.”Silence settles between us. Not awkward. Heavy. Like both of us are carrying words we do not know how to place.“I thought about leaving,” I admit suddenly.His head lifts at once. His eyes meet mine. “Leav

108. The Alpha Trial Begins

Blake’s POV:The announcement comes at dawn.Not shouted. Not celebrated.Just posted.A single notice on the academy board, sealed with the council mark, edges still warm with magic. Students gather before breakfast, whispers cutting through the cold air. I feel it before I read it. My wolf lifts its head. Alert. Focused.This is it.I step closer and read the words slowly.The Best Alpha Heir Trials will begin in three days.No delay. No ceremony.Physical tests. Mental endurance. Control evaluation.Control.My jaw tightens.Beside me, Liam exhales sharply. “They did not waste time.”“They never do,” I reply.More students crowd around. Some excited. Some terrified. Some pretending not to care. I scan the list below. Names organized by brackets.My eyes stop.Alex Thorne.Same bracket.Of course.I hear a few gasps behind me. People noticed it too. The Silver heir and the Thorne heir. Same path. Same end.I step back before the board can burn itself into my mind.“This is not coinci

109. The Quiet Before Teeth

Blake’s POV:The academy should feel loud tonight.It is not.That is what makes it worse.I stand near the dorm window, looking down at the courtyard. Usually there are students moving around, talking, laughing, arguing about training. Tonight the paths are almost empty. Lights are on, but doors are closed. Conversations are low and short.Everyone felt the announcement.Even if the trials have not started yet, the air already changed.Alex is sitting on the edge of his bed behind me. I can hear the faint rustle of paper. He is reading something Coach Vega gave him earlier. Strategy notes, maybe. Or control exercises. With him, it is always something useful.“You are staring like you expect the ground to open,” he says calmly.“I am listening,” I reply.“To what?”“Everything.”He does not answer for a moment. Then I hear him stand up.His steps are quiet, but I still feel him coming closer. My wolf does too. It lifts its head inside me, alert but not tense. That still surprises me. I

110. The Order From Home

Alex's POV:The academy feels strange that morning.Not loud. Not quiet.Just waiting.I stand in the main hall with the rest of the students while Coach Vega reads the announcement board. The air smells like metal and morning dew drifting in from the open windows. Everyone is restless after the trial sessions. Muscles sore. Minds sharper.Coach Vega clears his throat.“Listen carefully,” he says. His voice is calm but heavy. “Due to the Decade Mate Moon, the academy will close for three days starting tonight.”The hall fills with murmurs.“Students may return to their packs if ordered,” Coach Vega continues. “Or remain on campus under restricted training rules. No midnight forest access. No unsupervised combat.”My chest tightens.Decade Mate Moon.Of course.The strongest full moon cycle. The one where mates bond deeply. Where packs strengthen bloodlines.Where politics move behind closed doors.I do not need to guess what comes next.My phone vibrates in my pocket.I do not even nee

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