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even if some humans would prefer to believe otherwise. He glanced around the room, daring any other human to challenge him.
He continued, “And the fact that you asked that question means you haven’t either studied properly or intended to rile me on purpose. He added conclusively, “Ten points from you.”
“Aww, man,” Dion moaned, “It was just a question, sir!”
“Another ten points deducted. Radcliff declared.
Dion slumped back into his seat, sulking, while the teacher turned to leave.
Violet turned to Lila, “Can points be transferred?”
“Obviously. How do you think you’ve been climbing up the ranks so quickly?”
“Oh.” The realization hit Violet.
Initially, she wanted to compensate Dion for standing up for what he believed in, but a sinister thought crept into her mind. What if she transferred all her points away? You know, like philanthropists give away their wealth. That would be like contributing to society, or in this case, Lunaris, right?
But Lila seemed to catch on instinctively, shooting her a warning look, as if she had read her
mind. “Don’t even think about it.”
Violet smiled sheepishly, but that idea had already taken root and wasn’t going anywhere.
“Is there a problem here, Miss Violet?”
Oh, shit.
Violet swallowed when she looked up to see Radcliff standing right in front of her. Judging by the way his eyebrow was arched and his cold gaze focused on her, she bet he had overheard her talk about transferring points to Dion and assumed she was challenging his authority.
“No, sir…” The response was right there on Violet’s lips, but her expression furrowed. Screw it. She wasn’t going to let this man bully her like the others.
“Actually, sir. I do have a problem, and it’s with your theory” Violet said fearlessly.
Radcliff was taken aback, clearly not expecting that. Even her classmates straightened up, a slow tension filling the room. Violet swore she saw someone pulling out their phone from the corner of her eye.
“And what exactly is the problem, Violet, the chosen one?” His words dripped with sarcasm.
Violet had no doubt that Radcliff knew about her circumstances at Lunaris and didn’t approve. In his mind, she probably wasn’t worthy enough for Alpha Asher. If only he knew she didn’t want his attention either.
Violet cut straight to the point. “If werewolves were truly the pioneers of evolution, then why didn’t they dominate the earth like humans? Humans have always been resilient, adaptable creatures capable of extraordinary feats. From my perspective, it seems more plausible that at some point, a human might have surpassed their natural limits and developed the ability to shift
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responsible for it.”
She continued, “Or maybe the moon goddess decided to bless some random human for a noble act, giving rise to werewolves. But let’s be real, if neither of those scenarios fits, I’d bet my ass they were cooked up in some lab experiment gone wrong” 1
Her words hung in the air, bold, unapologetic, daring the room to challenge her theory.
For a moment, the classroom was drenched in stunned silence. The tension was so thick it felt like the air itself had stopped moving. Then, in the blink of an eye, Violet saw fury contort Radcliff’s expression, his sharp features darkening with an almost feral rage.
As if that wasn’t enough, snarls and snapping jaws sounded around her. Violet’s stomach churned as she realized the noise was coming from her werewolf classmates.
She swallowed hard, her earlier confidence draining quickly. In her eagerness to challenge Radcliff’s narrative, she had unknowingly offended not just him but an entire species.
The werewolves looked ready to leap from their seats, their eyes blazing with anger. If it weren’t for the presence of witnesses, Violet was sure they would have torn her to shreds right then and
there.
Fan–fucking–tastic. Make an enemy out of an entire species. Just what she needed.
