<b>Day </b><b>One of </b><b>Hell </b><b>School </b>
Elowen <b>POV </b>
37
Ashrian stood at the front of the room like a dark academic god, marker in one hand, a literal staff in the other. Behind him, two new instructors stood waiting, a no nonsense woman with silver streaked braids named Professor Ca and a massive bearded human man who smelled like pine and sarcasm called Professor Glendale.
“This will be hell,” Ash announced, turning to face us. “Congrattions, you’re all about to get smarter or die trying.” <fn6> Th?s chapter is updated by fινdnοvel</fn6>
Lyssira snarked, “I vote smarter. Then hotter. Then ruling the world.”
I sighed internally. “Can we just pass English first, please?”
Rylen slouched beside me, his long legs stretched out like he had no intention of behaving. Taya sat on the other side, her cheeks still glowing from the bond mark. Jace was behind us, already doodling on the corner of his notes. Daxon had a front row seat, his posture military straight, taking this like it was war. Of course.
Professor Ca snapped her fingers. “Focus up. We’re starting with political history, werewolf pack structure, ancient treaties, failed peace ords, and the copse of the council system.”
An hourter, I felt like my brain was leaking. By lunch, we were knee deep in theories about inter pack diplomacy and Rylen had been scolded twice for snarking about the council being a “glorified circle jerk.”
“I’m not wrong,” he muttered. “They never got anything done.”
Lyssira cackled and purred, “If he wasn’t already mated, I’d suggest making him bite you.”
I scoffed, “Shut it. Weirdo.”
We moved on to chemistry next, taught by Glendale, who threw chalk at Jace when he zoned out and made us do chemical bonding equations until my eyes crossed. Taya actually enjoyed it. Daxon nailed every question. I guessed half the time, but somehow didn’t fail.
By dinner, <b>I </b>was fried. We all slept like the dead.
<b>Day </b><b>Two </b><b>of </b><b>Learn </b>or <b>Die </b><b>Trying </b>
I woke up sore, menta
silver<b>…</b>wait, that’s us.<b>” </b>
Ash doubled down on <b>the </b>second day with math, logic, and advanced history. Rylen actually took notes. Jace startedpeting with Daxon for top scores. Taya, bless her academic heart, helped me sneak study guides under the table.
By mid afternoon, we were each called to the front of the room to deliver a short summary of how fated mates may have been impacted by magical divergence. Rylen’s theory? “Magic used to weave everything together. But the species separated. So now fate’s like…a broken radio signal.”
Taya beamed at him. “Smart and hot.”
Jace fake gagged. Daxon didn’t even look up. Ash just wrote something down. “Interesting. Continue.”
By the time we hit English and grammar, I wanted to throw my textbook across the room. But Ash made it fun somehow, turning it into magical interpretation and spell linguistics. “You’ll need to understand both Latin and ancient wereglyphs,” he said. “Especially you, Elowen.”
“Why me?”
“You’re the prophecy girl. Prophecies are never written in emoji.”
Lyssira muttered sarcastically, “He’s not wrong.”
<b>Day </b><b>Three </b><b>of </b><b>Hell </b><b>School </b>
This time, breakfast came with nerves. We were all on edge, even Rylen who had mastered the art of fake chill. Tests wereing.
Professor Ca threw essays at us like weapons. Glendale timed us on math problems. Ashrian stood over me while I tranted three spell runes and then made me write one of my own.
“You’re capable of more than you know,” he whispered, his fingers brushing my wrist as I cast. “Stop doubting.”
Lyssira drooled, “Sexy praise kink alert.” My cheeks burned. “NOT the time.” In between sessions, we still joked and whispered. Jace dared Rylen to write his entire history paper in haiku. He actually did.
“Five species are doomed, Without her, we burn or freeze, Thanks for all the stress,”
Tayaughed so hard she choked on her tea. After dinner, Alpha King Draven handed out final results. We all passed. He pped and beamed at us all like a proud dad. Every single one of us tested out, three days of brutal learning crushed under caffeine, chaos, and cosmic level motivation.
We were ready.
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