Werewolf Academy Year Three - Jayme Morse Page 0,13

I was constantly reciting what I had read in my mind.

The Triangle’s powers would be so strong that they would tip the balance of good and evil. The world as we know it would be forever changed. Fires would begin to erupt everywhere, wars would break out between all of the paranormal races, and, over time, the portal into the human world will go extinct.

The only way to undo the Triangle’s devastation would be to end this alliance through death.

The only one who could kill the alliance, however, is the first biologically born werewolf.

I worried about this part of the prophecy for so many reasons.

For starters, there was going to be a war. A war that I wasn’t prepared for, a war that I wanted no part of. And yet, the war involved me. Because if it wasn’t for me, then the Triangle could have never been formed.

Every paranormal being who died in this war would die because of me, because of the Triangle that would be created because of me, and that was such a hard pill for me to swallow.

It also scared me to know that portal between the human and paranormal worlds would no longer exist. How would I visit my uncle and my friends back in the human world? How would my friends visit their families if they got stuck in the paranormal realm? And again, this was something that would be no one’s fault but mine. Because if I wasn’t the first biologically born wolf, then the portal would remain in existence.

I also feared that Milos would kill me once the Triangle was formed. Because if I was the only one who could kill the Triangle, then the smartest thing for them to do would be to eliminate me. Because if I couldn’t kill them, then they could remain the most powerful Alphas, their powers strong enough to start wildfires, start wars, and shut off the connection to the human world.

No pressure at all.

I just hoped that they wouldn’t be able to figure out who the third part of the Triangle was.

No, I hoped that the Triangle would never be formed at all, and that I would somehow figure my way out of this dungeon before it was all too late.

Chapter 5

Maddie came over to the Darken house to get ready for Branden’s party with me. I wasn’t really in the mood to get dressed up with her, but she insisted that we do our hair and makeup together.

Getting ready together before Branden’s back-to-school parties had been our tradition. I supposed that it was another way I wasn’t giving Iris the upper hand: she couldn’t ruin the tradition between me and my best friend.

And to think that I had once worried that Iris felt left out as one of my best friends. Ha.

As I ran a mascara wand over my eyelashes, Maddie pointed her chin at my wrist. “What happened to your tattoo?”

I didn’t even have to look down at my tattoo to know exactly what she was talking about.

The flame that had once been behind the Darken paw print was gone.

“The flame disappeared when I stopped being Alpha,” I explained.

I wasn’t going to lie. The truth was that I sort of missed it, and not only because of what it represented. Being their Alpha had made me feel so powerful, but it was so much more than just that.

I had been able to hear all of their thoughts so much more clearly when I was their Alpha. Now I could communicate with them the same way I had before, as long as I wasn’t wearing the necklace that blocked them from hearing my thoughts. But our connection just wasn’t quite as strong.

Then again, I wore my necklace to block them from hearing my thoughts more often than I didn’t. Because that necklace blocked him from hearing my thoughts, too: our new Alpha.

I tried to shift my thoughts away from him, but that was difficult. My mind often wandered back to him, even when I didn’t want it to.

“So, I have exciting news,” Maddie said, glancing at me in the mirror.

“Oh? What is it?”

“Branden and I have been talking, and we decided we’re going to get married over winter break.”

“Married? You’re only eighteen,” I insisted.

“I’ll be nineteen by the time we get married,” she explained. “Besides, we’re mates. It’s not like we’re going to get married young and get divorced. We already know we’re more than in love with each other. And we’ve known each