Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 755

Maya stood in the grand hallway of the Evergreen mansion, the polished floors and towering arches familiar yet imposing. Her body still felt heavy from the encounter, her palms still faintly throbbing from the marks her nails had left, but her resolve burned brighter with every step she took.

She couldn’t face this alone—not yet. Her pride refused to let her confide in Astron, not with the weight of her other self’s accusations still fresh in her mind. Instead, she sought someone closer, someone who understood the intricacies of their family and the shadows that often loomed over them.

Her brother, Alden. freёwebnovel.com

The door to Alden’s study swung open with a faint creak, revealing the dimly lit room. Alden Evergreen stood near the wide desk, his back to her, reviewing a map spread across the surface. His presence, as always, was commanding—his tall frame exuding an aura of sharp authority. His dark hair was tied neatly back, and his emerald-green eyes, a mirror of her own, flicked up as she stepped inside.

"Maya," Alden greeted, his tone neutral but curious. "I wasn’t expecting you. What brings you here?"

She hesitated for only a moment, then stepped forward, her hands clasped tightly to keep them from trembling. "I need your help," she said, her voice steady but laced with tension. "Something happened… something I can’t ignore."

Alden’s eyes narrowed slightly, his attention sharpening as he straightened. "Go on."

Maya took a deep breath, choosing her words carefully. She couldn’t reveal the full truth—not about her vampiric instincts, nor the battle she had just fought within herself. But she could frame it differently, enough to draw his attention without raising suspicion.

"Recently, when I went to the banquet hosted by the Cox Family," she began, her gaze locked onto his, "I felt something… off. It was as if I was losing control of my own mind, like invisible strings were pulling at my thoughts, twisting them."

Maya’s words hung in the air, and she saw Alden’s expression harden instantly at the mention of the Cox family. His hands moved away from the map, curling into tight fists as he turned his full attention to her.

"When you were at the Cox family’s banquet?" Alden’s voice was sharp, laced with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. "What happened there?"

Maya nodded, taking another step forward, her fingers brushing lightly over the edge of the desk as if to ground herself. "I attended with Astron," she admitted, her tone steady. "At first, everything seemed normal. But at some point… I started to feel strange. It was subtle at first, like a faint pull in the back of my mind, but it grew stronger."

Her emerald eyes met his, the intensity of her gaze matching his growing fury. "It was as though my emotions weren’t entirely my own. I could feel anger, frustration, and even… darker thoughts bubbling up inside me. But they didn’t feel natural. They felt planted, like someone was twisting them to suit their purpose."

She clenched her fists, her nails biting into her palms again as she recalled the suffocating presence of Silas Vayne’s influence. "I was losing control of myself. My thoughts, my feelings—they weren’t entirely mine anymore. And that feeling… I can’t describe how much I hate it."

Alden’s face darkened, his jaw tightening as his fury simmered just beneath the surface. "Someone dared to interfere with your mind?" His voice was low, dangerous, and laced with barely restrained rage. "Someone dared to manipulate you?"

Maya nodded, her expression grim. "Yes. I don’t know who it was or how they did it, but it was real, brother. I felt it. And whoever it was, they were bold enough to do it in the middle of a public gathering."

Her brother slammed his fist onto the desk, the impact rattling the inkwell and scattering papers across the polished wood. "Who dares?! Who dares to lay a hand—or even a thought—on an Evergreen?" His voice was thunderous now, his emerald eyes blazing with indignation. "The Cox family has overstepped their bounds if they allowed such a thing to happen under their roof. They’ll answer for this."

Maya watched him carefully, suppressing the flicker of guilt that stirred within her. She hadn’t lied—what she had described was true. Silas Vayne had used his power to manipulate her emotions during the banquet, though she couldn’t reveal that she already knew the culprit’s name.

But that wasn’t the main topic right now.

Silas Vayne.

He was already dead. Astron had killed him, and she herself was aware of that fact. Hence, there was no reason for her to talk about this matter and mislead her brother about something this useless.

Maya watched Alden’s rage simmer, his fingers still pressed against the desk as he tried to contain the fire burning in his chest. The mention of her mind being manipulated had struck a nerve, as she knew it would. But now, with the proper foundation laid, she shifted the conversation to what truly mattered.

"Brother," she said softly, her tone calm but firm enough to draw his attention. His sharp emerald gaze locked onto hers, still brimming with fury. "While you can deal with those who pose a threat to our family, the main problem remains the same."

Alden’s brows furrowed, his jaw tightening. "What do you mean?"

"It’s not just about the act of manipulation or the ones who dared to try," she explained, her words deliberate and measured. "It’s about the fact that someone was able to influence my thoughts. That alone is the issue. If they could do it once, who’s to say it won’t happen again? That vulnerability… it terrifies me."