The Human Among Wolves (Aurora) novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43

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“Funny thing is…” I started, the words slipping out before my brain could catch with my mouth. “I’m not even a werewolf. Until two weeks ago I thought

I was human. Just… human. But now?” I laughed, short and bitter. “Now I don’t fucking know.”

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The admission hung in the air like smoke, filling the room, impossible to pull back. My chest tightened as soon as I realized what I’d said. My lips clamped

shut, but it was too late.

Zade froze. For the first time since I’d met him, he actually looked caught off guard. His smirk faltered, just slightly, and his eyes narrowed, sharp and

calculating.

“Not a werewolf…” he repeated, his voice low, almost like he was testing the weight of the words. He took a slow step forward, then another, circling me in

that way predators circle prey. “Then what exactly are you?”

I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. “I… I don’t know,” I admitted, hating how small my voice sounded. “That’s the problem. Nobody seems to know.”

Zade stopped right in front of me, his shadow spilling over mine. He tilted his head, dark eyes gleaming, studying me as if he could peel away my skin and see what was buried underneath. “No wolf scent… no human either,” he murmured, almost to himself. “Interesting. Very… interesting.”

He reached up, as if to brush a strand of hair from my face, and I flinched before could stop myself. His hand hovered for a moment, then dropped back to his side, his mouth curling into something that wasn’t quite a smile.

“Does Zayn know?” he asked suddenly, voice sharp.

My stomach dropped. I didn’t answer.

Zade chuckled darkly at my silence, shaking his head. “Of course he does. That explains everything. Why he rejected Charlotte. Why he’s risking his place for some… mystery girl.” His eyes flicked back to me, and there was hunger in them now–not the kind that made me blush, but the kind that made me want to

run.

Before I could say anything else, or even think about bolting for the door, his voice cut through the silence again.

“Then tell me this,” Zade said, his eyes narrowing as though he could drag the truth out of me by sheer force. “What are you doing at this Academy if you’re not a werewolf–and until two weeks ago you thought you were nothing more than human?”

I froze, my breath catching. His tone wasn’t casual curiosity. It was sharp, probing, a test. And something in the way he was watching me told me that whatever answer I gave, he’d know if I was lying.

My tongue felt heavy, my palms damp against the edge of Zayn’s desk where I braced myself. Finally, I forced the words out, each one careful and measured.

“That’s… a long story.”

Zade arched a brow, waiting, as if daring me to try him.

I exhaled shakily, pressing on. “I enrolled here thinking it was just… a normal college. For humans. I didn’t know it was some Academy for werewolves and Lycans and… whatever else exists in this insane world.” My voice wavered, but I kept going, eyes flicking away from his intense stare. “But once I got here, once I saw it for what it really was–I stayed.”

His smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth again, though his eyes never softened. “You stayed,” he repeated, slowly, like he was turning the word over in his mind. “A human girl finds herself in the middle of monsters, realizes she doesn’t belong, and instead of running for her life, she… stays.”

He leaned in slightly, enough to make my pulse quicken. “Why?”

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Chapter 43

I swallowed hard, shifting uncomfortably under his gaze. My throat burned with the weight of the truth–the book, the visions, the dreams, Zayn–but I

couldn’t give him that. Not Zade. Not when I barely trusted him to keep breathing near me without tearing me apart.

“Because…” I hesitated. “Because maybe I wanted answers. About myself. About what I am–or what I’m not. And this place… this place seemed like the only

shot I had at finding them.”

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