Chapter six
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— The Ones Who Already Know
I didn’t stop walking until the noise faded.
Until the stares disappeared.
Until I could finally breathe again.
My chest felt tight as I leaned against the cold wall of an empty corridor, closing my eyes for just a second.
This school was insane.
And somehow… I was stuck in the middle of all of them.
A sharp knock echoed through the hall.
I opened my eyes.
A woman stood a few steps away, dressed in a dark uniform, her expression unreadable.
“Miss Elena Vale?” she asked.
I straightened immediately.
“Yes?”
“The Headmaster and Headmistress would like to see you.”
My stomach dropped.
Of course they did.
“Now?” I asked.
She nodded once.
I swallowed.
“Okay…”
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The walk to their office felt longer than it should have.
The deeper we went into the building, the quieter everything became. The walls changed too—darker, older, almost like they were hiding secrets.
We finally stopped in front of two large doors.
The woman opened them without a word.
“Go in.”
I hesitated.
Then stepped inside.
The doors shut behind me.
And just like that—
I knew something was wrong.
The room was too still.
Too quiet.
Two figures stood at the far end.
Watching me.
A man and a woman.
Power rolled off them like something alive.
“Miss Vale,” the man said.
His voice was calm, controlled… but heavy.
I stepped forward slowly.
“Yes, sir.”
His eyes studied me carefully. Not like a normal teacher.
Like he was… searching for something.
Beside him, the woman didn’t speak.
She just watched.
Her gaze was sharper. Colder.
More knowing.
“Do you know why you’re here?” the man asked.
I shook my head.
“No.”
A pause.
Then—
“You shouldn’t be here.”
My heart skipped.
“I… I got accepted,” I said quickly. “I didn’t—”
“Yes,” the woman finally spoke.
Her voice was smooth.
Too smooth.
“We know.”
Silence filled the room again.
I felt exposed.
Like they could see straight through me.
The Headmaster stepped closer.
“You are aware this institution is… selective?” he asked.
I nodded slowly.
“I figured…”
“Then you should also be aware,” he continued, “that we do not make mistakes.”
My chest tightened.
What did that mean?
The Headmistress moved then.
Slowly.
Gracefully.
Until she stood directly in front of me.
Up close… she was terrifying.
Beautiful.
But terrifying.
Her eyes locked onto mine.
And for a moment—
Everything else disappeared.
“You smell like both,” she said quietly.
My breath caught.
“Both… what?” I whispered.
Her lips curved slightly.
“Exactly.”
Confusion flooded me.
“I don’t understand.”
“I don’t expect you to,” she replied.
Then—
Her hand lifted.
Hovering just above my chest.
Not touching.
But close enough that I felt it—
A strange heat.
The same feeling from before.
Stronger now.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
“Interesting…”
The Headmaster stepped forward again.
“Valeria.”
That was her name.
Valeria.
She didn’t look away from me.
But she lowered her hand.
“For now,” she said softly, “you will remain here.”
Relief and fear hit me at the same time.
“For now?” I repeated.
Her gaze sharpened.
“That depends on you.”
I swallowed.
“On me…?”
The Headmaster nodded once.
Nothing made sense anymore.
I swallowed.
“What do you mean?” I asked, my voice quieter now. “What is this place?”
The Headmaster and Headmistress exchanged a look.
A silent conversation.
Then—
The Headmaster stepped forward.
“If you are to remain here,” he said, “you deserve to know the truth.”
My chest tightened.
“The truth?” I repeated.
The Headmistress—Valeria—tilted her head slightly, studying me.
“This is not a normal academy, Miss Vale.”
I felt my fingers curl slightly.
“I figured that much,” I said nervously.
A faint smile touched her lips.
“Good,” she murmured. “Then this won’t break you.”
That didn’t sound reassuring.
The Headmaster’s voice grew firmer.
“This institution,” he said slowly, “was built for two dominant species.”
A pause.
The air felt heavier.
My heartbeat echoed in my ears.
“Werewolves,” he continued.
My breath hitched.
“And vampires.”
Silence.
Complete.
My mind—
Rejected it instantly.
“That’s not funny,” I said, a weak laugh escaping me.
No one smiled.
No one reacted.
They were serious.
I shook my head slightly.
“No… that’s not possible. That’s—those aren’t real.”
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