~ 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. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
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 man was completely a devoted servant, feeding him every scrap of information about the West House without hesitation. Betrayal wasn’t an option for Benjamin, not when he knew all too well the consequences of crossing the Alpha of the West.
"Benjamin," Asher acknowledged, his presence.
"Do you need assistance with anything, sire?" Benjamin asked his eagerness to serve him evident in his voice.
"No," Asher replied with a faint smirk. "Carry on with your duties. I’ve already caught the little ladybug who thought she could escape earlier."
"What?" Benjamin asked, confused,
but he didn’t elaborate. Asher had already turned away, whistling his light tune as if the matter were of no consequence.
Had 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 paired with a reckless streak that teetered on the edge of self-destruction.
What made her think Lunaris Academy, a fortress in its own right, relied on mere humans for security?
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