Chapter 48
Chapter 48
Lylah’s POV
My silence clearly displeased him, because Alex didn’t stop.
Finished
“And since you seem slow to grasp the situation, let me make it clear.” he went on smoothly, “The junior joining the Vale Team is Lady Coraline of Ironcrest Pack. Top student of Ironcrest College. Rumored future Luna of Blackfang Pack p>
My gaze snapped to his face before I could stop myself.
Alex’s smile widened, sharp and triumphant.
“Is that clear enough, little assistant?” he drawled. “Or do you still believe you deserve priority over her p>
I already knew the truth. I had known it the moment Professor Corvin finalized his sixth student.
Cora.
Still, hearing it spoken aloud sent my heart slamming against my ribs, Selestine stirring in fury beneath my skin.
“Speechless?” Alex pressed. “Are you finally regretting your little act of defiance p>
I didn’t answer.
Instead, I tightened my grip on my bag and walked past him.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He stepped into my path, blocking me.
“I don’t care who your junior is. She won’t be using my laptop p>
His lips peeled back in a hiss, teeth grinding together. “You still don’t understand. If I take this to Professor Corvin p>
“Even if Professor Corvin himself came to me,” I cut in, my voice steady despite the low growl rising in my chest, “my answer would still be no. And by all means, complain. Let’s see whether he’s willing to defend a behavior like yours p>
For the first time, Alex looked genuinely stunned.
I didn’t give him another word.
I turned and left the logistics office, my steps carrying me upstairs toward my next assignment.
Today, I was scheduled to assist Professor Clark.
When I reached the classroom, I found the door locked.
Through the glass panel, the room lay empty–no students, no professor, not even the faint echo of a lingering presence. I waited.
1:21 pm
Chapter 48
Finished
Thirty minutes passed.
I leaned against the wall. My eyelids grew heavy, when suddenly,
“Lylah p>
A young woman rushed toward me, breathless.
I blinked awake. “You’re the one who secured my laptop and identity card earlier, right p>
“Yes!” She smiled brightly. “You can call me Iris. I’m also a Junior Assistant for Traditional Healing class. ” Relief softened her features. “And thank you for standing up to Alexander. I was afraid you’d give in once he started throwing his rank around p>
“Never,” I said honestly. “I won’t give in to someone like him. Does he pull that often p>
Iris sighed. “All the time. Being Professor Corvin’s student and the nephew of Blackridge Pack’s Alpha has completely gone to his head. He thinks power flows downward just because he’s close to it p>
I nodded.
Glancing at the empty classroom again, I asked, “Do you know why this class is deserted? Does Professor Clark even have a session today p>
“Oh!” Iris blinked. “ Yes – well, technically. The class starts in half an hour, but Professor Clark won’t be around for the next few months. He’s been pulled into a major arcane project. His assistant handles everything now p>
She laughed weakly. “The first time I had to lecture alone, I nearly fainted. Standing in front of so many students–feeling all that stare pressing down on me–it was terrifying p>
Her ease around me made me smile.
“Are you the only assistant p>
“There’s another, but she’s on maternity leave,” Iris groaned softly. Then her eyes lit up. “But you’re here! Lylah, please cover for me today. I haven’t prepared myself at all. I swear my heart might give out. All the materials are ready. You just need to speak p>
I chuckled.
Back at Blackfang College, Mr. Stone never missed a chance to single me out whenever a crowd was involved. Commanding attention had been drilled into my bones long before I understood the weight of
This?
This would be nothing.
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The Betrayed Princess Rising
Ruby Walker
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