All Chapters of Disguised At The Wolf Academy: Rooming With The Two Alphas: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

THALIA’S POVMy eyes snapped open and I felt a dull ache at the back of my skull. I was flat on my back on the cold stone floor of the main dorm corridor, the broad, shadowy pathway connecting the living quarters.A collective gasp echoed above me. When my vision cleared, I was staring up at a sea of intense, demanding faces. Board members, guards, and a few frantic students were hovering directly over me.Panic seized my chest. I quickly scrambled backward, my trembling hands flying to my face and hair. A wave of raw relief washed over me when my fingers brushed against the short, coarse strands. My disguise was still intact. “Lucien Ashen,” one of the high-ranking board members barked, stepping forward with his arms crossed and his brow furrowed in deep anger. “Why were you not present at the full moon transformation? And more importantly, why are you bleeding?”I couldn't speak right away. My brain was moving frantically, desperately trying to piece together the shattered fragmen

RAGNAR’S POVHearing those words spill from Thalia’s mouth felt like a physical blow to the chest. Shock didn't even begin to cover the cold, hollow sensation that settled deep in my gut. I stared at her, my mind spinning as her accusation hung heavily in the space between us. It felt like the ground beneath my feet was dissolving, pulling me down into a trap I hadn't even seen coming.When I finally recovered from the sheer shock of it, I tried to talk, my voice cracking under the sudden weight of the betrayal. “Thalia, you don't understand, let me…”“Don't fucking lie to me anymore.” Thalia yelled, her voice raw as she cut me off completely. The sheer pain and fury in her tone sliced right through me. Before I could even protest, she lunged forward, shoving against my chest with all the strength she had left in her small body. “You have been lying to me all this time, Ragnar, and I am so sick of believing you. Every single time I let my guard down, every single time I think we ar

THALIA’S POVMy hands shook so violently that I could barely open the wooden door of my wardrobe. It was strictly forbidden to possess any outside communication devices within the academy walls, but I had smuggled in a secret phone before leaving home, keeping it hidden away for an absolute emergency.This was it. There was no safety left for me here. My entire world had been built on a foundation of lies, and Caleb's final, brutal words in the garden had eroded the last of it.I pulled out the bag from the very bottom of the trunk, unzipping it to reveal the sleek device. My fingers hovered over the screen. I wasn't even sure if she would answer. I wasn't sure if she even wanted to hear from the disappointment she had sent away in her son's clothes. But when the line finally clicked open and the familiar, cold hum of her presence filled the speaker, a wave of profound relief washed over me.“Mother?” I breathed, my voice cracking, utterly broken under the weight of everything I had

THALIA’S POV“If you are lying to us, girl, you will face far more consequences than just simple expulsion,” the lead board member warned, his face twisting into a mask of pure fury. His eyes drilled into mine, searching for any sign of a flinch, any crack in my mask that would prove I was just a desperate fraud trying to play a game with them. I did not blink. “I am not lying,” I said, keeping my tone perfectly flat and unbothered. “Follow me.” The board members looked at each other across the long table. I could see the heavy doubt in their eyes.They still clearly felt that I was being completely ridiculous, spinning wild tales about dead headmasters and hidden monsters just to stall for time. But the quiet confidence in my voice left them with no other choice.“Lead the way,” Miss Lyra snapped, her chair scraping loudly against the stone floor as she stood up.We walked out of the boardroom, the heavy doors thudding shut behind us. Word about the disruption had already traveled f

THALIA’S POVThe word echoed in my mind, heavy and terrifying. I stared at the faded ink on the old parchment, my heart hammering against my ribs as the realization began to take root. If my blood was what they used to force the activation, then everything that had happened since I arrived at this academy was part of a trap. I was not just an interloper. I was the target.A sharp, sudden knock on the heavy wooden door shattered the silence of the room. I flinched, my hands moving instinctively to throw a loose piece of paper over the forbidden book to hide the ancient pages from view.“Enter,” I called out, trying to keep my voice from shaking.The door pushed open, and Eileen walked into the room. She looked tired, her eyes immediately sweeping over the messy desk before landing directly on me. “What are you doing in here, Thalia?” she asked, her tone laced with deep worry.“I need to find a way,” I said plainly, gesturing vaguely to the open books around me. “I need to figure out