Chapter 25 Victory Breakfast
SERAPHINA
<b>“</b>Alpha Seth.”
A deep,manding voice cut through the moment Ronan and I <b>shared</b>.
Still crouched high in the trees, we both turned our gazes downward. The bisons had dispersed, and <b>standing </b><b>in </b>their ce. staring up at us <b>with </b>cold intensity, was <b>Alpha </b>Gideon.
I immediately understood the gravity of the situation. Without hesitation, I leapt down from the tree,nding just a breath away from Alpha Gideon’s towering frame.
“What was that, Alpha Seth?” he asked, raising a single brow. It <b>was </b>the first time he had ever directly spoken to
There was a saying in the Lupine Academy that you would want to meet death rather than Alpha Gideon. The wolf lived for rules <b>and </b>regtion<b>, </b>hating weak offenders. A man whose attention meant your banishment from the Academy, it was better to pack your bags <b>and </b>walk out of the Academy on your own two feet when he started interrogating you. That was due to the fact that his interrogation ended with a physical punishment <b>that </b>barely any Alphas could handle. And right <b>now </b>I earned <b>that </b>beastly Alpha’s attention.
<b>I </b>met his eyes squarely. “The bisons or the fire, Alpha<b>?</b>”
His eyes narrowed. “The fire,” <b>he </b>said. “You started a ze <b>in </b><b>the </b>forest to drive the bison here, but how exactly do you n to take responsibility for the damage? Does your victorye at the cost of the forest–and the lives within it?”
I straightened my spine. “No lives were lost, Alpha. The fire extinguished itself.”
The group of Alphas shifted slightly, intrigued. Alpha Gideon’s gaze flicked to the spot where the smoke had risen moments ago, now there was nothing but mist. “You set the fire along natural firebreaks?” he murmured, <b>realization </b>dawning as he met my gaze<b>. </b>
<b>gave </b><b>a </b>single nod. “The fire was a tool, not a weapon. It was never meant to destroy, only to provoke the bison. No forest, nó creature, <b>was </b><b>ever </b><b>in </b>danger.”
Alpha Gideon looked past me <b>and </b>addressed the figure behind me. “What do you say, Alpha Ronan?”
I froze.
Ronan was still behind me? <b>Was </b>he there the entire time?
He stepped closer, his chest brushing against mine. My fingers curled at my sides, trying to ignore the heat from our proximity that lit in my veins.
Ronan spoke <b>calmly</b>. “He used the rules to <b>his </b>advantage and found a loophole. Nows were broken. The fire was controlled, <b>and </b>the goal was achieved. I see no issue<b>, </b><b>Alpha</b><b>.</b>”
I tilted my head slightly, eyes ncing at him<b>. </b>I <b>hadn’t </b>expected Ronan to defend me.
A <b>small </b>smile curved <b>Alpha </b>Gideon’s lips. “Interesting,” he said, looking between <b>us</b><b>, </b>Then he turned and <b>gave </b>a simplemand: “Join the others.”
1 exhaled quietly. Thank the Goddess he hadn’t turned it into a bigger <b>issue</b>. But before I could walk away, I remembered Ronan was still there. Too quiet. Too <b>close</b>.
I could feel his <b>gaze </b>lingering on my neck. His breath ghosted across my <b>hair</b>, warm and <b>intentional</b>.
Panic coiled in my chest,
Without another thought, I lifted my legs and strode off in long, purposeful steps, refusing to look <b>back</b>.
What was that?
Why was he <b>so </b><b>close</b>?
Chapter 25 Victory Breakfast
+8 Pearls
The outer clearing buzzed with life as dawn spilled golden light over the treetops. Rows of tents stood in perfect lines, canvas fluttering with the morning breeze. A long banquet table stretched beside a massive fire pit,den with steaming tters <b>of </b>roasted game, fresh fruit, and pitchers of <b>juice </b>and wine. The air was <b>thick </b>with the scent of meat and pine.
They called it a Victory Breakfast.
Alpha Gideon stepped forward <b>and </b>raised his wine ss.
“This meal marks your triumph. Let it remind you that every victory is hard–earned–and every bite, a testament to <b>your </b>worth as Alphas.”
Around the clearing, packs of freshly washed <b>Alphas </b>howled in <b>triumph </b>and clinked their tankards together. Private <b>shower </b>stalls hidden behind the trees had been a blessing, especially for me.
I had cleaned up too, at least enough to not smell like swamp water and smoke. The Academy had provided a spare uniform a simple ck set, snug, sterile, <b>and </b>far <b>too </b>clean to feel like mine.
The Alpha Instructors mingled <b>among </b>themselves, leaving us to our celebration. The atmosphere was lively, loud with Jaughter <b>and </b>adrenaline–but my <b>mind </b>was stuck on Ronan’s whispered words.
“I saw a white she–wolf in <b>the </b>woods. Did you see it too?”
My breath caught
Why would he bring that up!
He hadn’t reacted at all when I was <b>in </b>my wolf form, didn’t so much as flinch. But now, when I was standing here <b>as </b><b>Seth</b><b>, </b>he was asking about her?
My fingers clenched around the coffee mug. And those eyes of his…
“Careful.” Finn’s voice cut through my spiraling thoughts as he moved my hand away from the scalding <b>machine</b>.
“Hm?” I blinked up at him, still dazed.
“You were about to burn yourself,” he said with a teasing grin. “Where’s your <b>head </b>at, champion?”
I <b>rolled </b>my eyes. “Don’t call me that
Finn chuckled. “But you are the champion. Look around–<b>you’ll </b>see what I mean.”
I did, and he was right.
Eyes were on me.
Some stared with open surprise. Others whispered behind tankards, their nces sharp and spective. A few those who hated what they couldn’t predict, red with something darker.
<b>Because </b>I had returned.
And I had won.
“No one expected you to storm in just before <b>sunrise</b>,” <b>Finn </b>said, grinning. “Not with a hundred bison thundering behind you, while the rest of us dragged in thest of our catches. You were bloodied but victorious. Every jaw dropped.”
<b>I </b>smirked, reaching for a te of sizzling steaks the <b>cook </b>had just set out. “I wasn’t trying to <b>prove </b><b>anything </b>to them. I was just focused on <b>finishing </b><b>the </b>trial. They judged me for my size–but I don’t give <b>a </b>damn what they think. Anyone who <b>gets </b><b>in </b>my <b>way</b>” My eyes flicked toward a cluster of <b>Alphas </b>watching me coldly. “I’ll tear them down.”
Finn’s smile faded slightly, <b>sensing </b>the <b>tension</b>. “Careful,” he <b>murmured</b>. “the Alpha <b>Instructors </b>are still watching/
“I need water,
Without <b>another </b>word, I walked away.
I grabbed a bottle, then headed toward the opposite
beneath a tree and sat down alone with my food. The wind rustled gently through the leaves. Peaceful, just what I needed.
But the peace didn’tst.
A presence. I felt it.
I turned my head, and nearly choked on my own <b>spit</b>.
Ronan
Leaning against another tree just <b>across </b>from me, smoking casually. His gaze locked on mine, unflinching.
Had he been watching me this whole time?
And then, he said the <b>most </b>absurd thing I’d ever heard.
“Are you following me?”
“What?!” I choked..