Second chance of Luna

Chapter seven - Bait on the artist skill

Anabelle Pov

“I accept the contract, Alpha Roman.” I replied, bowing my head.

The castle hall stood silent, no single voice was heard but only their eyes were seen glued to me.

Their eyes scanned my every movement in shock. Like I had said something that was hilarious and shameful.

“I hope you know what you are signing up for,” Roman’s voice broke through the quiet hall.

“Yes, Alpha Roman, I am ready to take that bait for my artistic skill.” I said boldly.

“The training academy isn't a baby place, even men who go there don't come out the same.” He said sarcastically.

“What makes the only daughter of the late Alpha Aiden think she can surpass that?” His voice echoed through the walls.

His expression was so mocking, acting like he was happy I fell directly into his trap.

“I'm Anabelle Aiden, you should know I am not a weak woman.” I said, my inner wolf shaking.

“I will accept this bait, and try my best to win every task.” I said bowing my head.

“That's okay Anabelle, let's see how a mere woman wins this.”

The way he addressed women was different, treated them like mere objects that don’t have a say in every conversation.

His resentment towards women grew every day.

“My bodyguard would show you the location of the academy as well as the rule book would be given to you.” He said, snatching his teeth together.

“With this, the welcome party can start,” He raised his hands signaling a go-ahead.

Instantly music filled the room, everyone dancing to the music. Elders centred the table talking about their political meetings.

I stood still observing their every move.

“How will I survive through Alpha's training academy?” I asked myself.

Last I heard, the only woman that was thrown to the academy died before reaching the end.

I breathed heavily, then cheered myself up. After all this party was hosted for my presence.

The party that was made to welcome me turned into mockery. I stood close to my father-in-law.

“My daughter, come nearer.” He said, pointing to the chair beside him.

I moved near him instantly.

“Why did you take such a bait, my daughter?

Don't you think that was too extreme for just a skill?” He said lowly.

“Sir, that's not just a skill but a life dream I always cherished since childhood.” I said sadly.

“Before my parents died, they always supported my dreams. I was sent to the fashion academy in Kam's kingdom.”

“But after their death, everything changed. I promised them to pursue my dream.”

“But my daughter, how were you planning to balance your Luna role with that?” He questioned with his eyes scanning my words.

“My parents prepared me for that, they taught me how to balance my role.”

“My daughter, your parents were truly good wolves, they ruled with discipline and order. I really wished they lived to see you successful.” He said, tapping my face lightly.

“Sir, I would make a piece for you in my free time. You will be the first to get a piece of my talent.” I smiled lightly.

“That's nice, I would want to see how good you are.” He smiled.

And we started gisting about the history of fangspire's pack. I really loved the bond we were forming, it reminded me of my parents' presence.

“Anabelle come here!” Roman’s voice echoed through the hall.

“Follow my bodyguard, they will show you the academy location as well as the rules guiding it.” He ordered.

Immediately, I left my father-in-law in their direction.

The muscular-built bodyguards moved before me, their faces lay straight like people ready for a war. With their crystal marks identifying their Fangspire's breed.

“How would a woman fight for a talent in fangspire?”

“I’ve never heard since my birth in this kingdom,” one of the wolves whispered.

“This bait was a trap, she's going to lose it anyway.”

“No woman has survived the training academy, that place is hell itself. A place where women are thrown to death.” One of the wolves whispered.

Hearing their words hit me deep, my heart beating. I could feel the heat running through my thighs.

“Walk fast Anabelle,” one of the bodyguards commanded.

“The training academy is not for sluggish people. Acting sluggish won't help you but lead you to your death ground.”

I took a sharp step immediately. I don't know if I will survive this danger, all I cared for was my dream.

The entrance of the training academy was filled with red carpets lying on the marbles. The building was painted red, signifying danger.

The pattern of the building described enemies that had been killed years ago. It was a historic danger site.

Outside the room was filled with muscular built soldiers, even their hands were enough to break a rock. They stood fearless with weapons across their chests.

I stood still like someone that froze at the appearance of things.

“Anabelle, this is the entrance of the training academy. This place is highly restricted, it's out of bounds to others.” he said, pointing at the board that clearly showed the restricted zone.

“Enter this place,” He pointed at the entrance door.

The room was filled with weapons, with dead skin lying on the floor. My wolf could feel the tension in the walls.

I stood still at the entrance of the room, my heart beating so fast that I could feel my pulse.

“Be fast Anabelle!” one of the bodyguards shouted, signaling me to increase my footstep.

“The training academy is made of ten doors, each of them has their various functions.” He said pointing at a book label that showed the rooms.

“You are only allowed to enter the first door,” He said seriously.

“Entering the other rooms is determined by your grade, how well you pass our tests weekly.”

“Every week you will be tested, and Alpha said you must reach the tenth door. That's the only way the bait will be completed.”

“These are the ten rooms, each has a stature before it. But we will stop at the first room for now.”

“RULES OF THE TEN ROOM,” I read it loudly. I held the large book, glancing through the cover page.

It was a metallic red book describing the historical use of the academy.

“Read the rules carefully, because you will apply them during the course of the training.” One of the bodyguards said.

“Rule 1: Do not eat in the training rooms

Rule 2: You must practice wolves’ abilities daily.

Rule 3: weapons must be kept close.

Rule 4: No one is allowed outside this hall, until a battle is finished for the day.

And other rules started must be abided to.

Ensure confidentiality is kept within these walls.”

I read them one at a time, each rule crept my thighs with fear. I can't stay here for an hour.

“So how will I stay here, training the whole day?” I whispered.

“I hope you've read them properly, Alpha Roman doesn't play with his rules . Any default you make leads to death.” The leader of the guard signaled.

“You start your training tomorrow at 4:00am, lateness demands a fine.” He ordered.

“This is okay for today, let's go and meet Alpha for further instructions.” He said.

We walked through the corner leading to Alpha council.

“Alpha, we've oriented her about the academy,” he said, bowing to Roman.

“I hope you listened carefully,” he said in a strict voice.

“Because every default calls for punishment.”

“Tomorrow you will begin the training at 4:00am, no reason will be accepted for being late.” He said coldly before drifting his attention.

One month in the training academy I just saw felt like hell, I could feel the suffering even before entering.

A bait for my dream is about to take my life, but how would I succeed without fighting hard.

Reaching the tenth room was a difficult game on it's own, the first room smelt like war.

“How would I even reach the tenth room, when I could not stand the first room.”

Winning Alpha requires me cracking walls, either leading to my death or a victory.