Chapter 60: Ladybug

~ Asher ~

His little queen’s anguish expression as she realized she had fallen into another of his carefully webbed traps was the last image Asher carried with him as he left.

He strolled down the hallway with a casual swagger, whistling that gleeful tune and moving in such a way he was almost dancing to it. It was the wee hours of the morning when everyone was fast asleep and spirits roamed the realm, and yet he walked with the confidence of someone who owned the place. Which he technically did.

There was nothing more satisfying than manipulating his victims. This was his game, his world, and everyone danced to the strings he pulled and bent to his will. But this time, the thrill was sharper, more exhilarating because Violet was no ordinary pawn. She was the queen he had chosen for himself. For them.

He loved sex for sure. And Sex with his queen would be explosive. But the euphoric feeling of his victory was heaven at the moment. Asher thrived in his element, relishing the sweet satisfaction of triumph. This was what pleased him most—being in absolute control, just as his father had instilled in him, just as he was trained to be.

He was the king here and no one could replace him even if they wanted to. No one spun the web better than he did. He was the best of the best. The puppet Master.

"Alpha Asher, " Benjamin Holden, the house prefect, greeted him with reverence.

Each dormitory was traditionally overseen by a non-academic staff member, tasked with supervising the students and reporting directly to Principal Jameson. But ever since the Cardinal Alphas rose to power, that system had become more of a formality.

Since each had their own prefect, the other Cardinal Alphas also managed their houses in their own unique ways. As for him, he had already secured absolute control over Benjamin.

the West House without hesitation. Betrayal wasn’t an option for Benjamin,

Asher acknowledged,

with anything, sire?" Benjamin asked his

your duties. I’ve already caught the little ladybug

"What?" Benjamin asked, confused,

elaborate. Asher had already turned away, whistling his light tune as

Asher relied solely on Benjamin, Violet would have long escaped the school. The girl was clever, no doubt about that, but her brilliance was always

a fortress in its

share of enemies lurking beyond its walls—the rogues, the anti-werewolf factions, and countless others who would leap at the opportunity to breach its defenses and capture valuable resources and students for their nefarious

it thrived on constant vigilance, its security

patrol the grounds on strict routines. While they couldn’t cover every inch of the sprawling campus, especially the dense woodlands, they were thorough enough to ensure safety. The students, staff, and even visitors depended on them for protection, placing their faith in the

dared to challenge the Cardinal Alphas. Their authority was absolute, their influence unshakable. Here,

prowling near the perimeter.

wolves stopped in their tracks, their attention snapping to

with unique patches on their coats that set them apart. The largest of the group, unmistakably their leader, stepped forward. His blue eyes gleamed with recognition and

to transform. The sound of bones cracking and reshaping pierced the otherwise quiet night, skin stretching and fur

build. His curly mop of

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