RONAN
Reaper.
That’s what they called me.
A name I earned at fifteen, the night I took my first life. Not in a sanctioned duel, but during a hunt. A traitor, disguised as a childhood friend. The betrayer. The liar I hated down to the marrow of my bones.
I didn’t hesitate. Didn’t flinch. I buried him myself, while I walked away with blood on my hands towards my father’s throne that awaited me. But I wanted to build my own. And the place to do that was Lupine Academy.
Lupine Academy, where power meant everything and weakness was a death sentence, I’d built a reputation no one dared challenge. The dominance, ambition and bloodlust was second nature but none of them dared to cross me.
Not the sons of regional Alphas, not the heirs of centuries old bloodlines. I wasn’t just an Alpha. I w
