The Rise Of The Betrayed Luna (Amorah and Holmes) novel Chapter 213

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Chapter 213 The Trial Run

Chapter 213: The Trial Run

Zane POV

The traitor was still inside the house. That was the last thing I heard before the adults stopped talking the moment I entered the room

They all acted like I was too young to notice what they were doing. Unfortunately for them, I noticed everything.

I stood in the doorway for several seconds waiting for someone to continue the conversation. Nobody did. Conrad cleared his throat. “How was school?”

I rolled my eyes. That question told me everything.

Whenever adults suddenly changed subjects, they were definitely hiding something.

“Fine.”

Nobody looked convinced. The conversation died immediately afterward.

That only annoyed me more. I left before anyone could ask another fake question.

The following morning, my attention moved toward a much bigger problem. Somebody had entered me into the advanced competition division.

I still had no idea who. Unfortunately, the registration remained active.

That meant I either competed or embarrassed myself by quitting. Neither option sounded particularly appealing.

My friends thought the situation was hilarious.

“You should be grateful.”

I stared at Lucas across the cafeteria table. “Why?”

He looked genuinely confused.

“Because somebody thinks you’re good enough.”

That logic made absolutely no sense. “Or somebody wants me humiliated.”

Lucas laughed loudly. The sound attracted attention from nearby tables.

“You always assume the worst.”

I pointed my fork at him. “Because the worst usually happens.”

That answer only made him laugh harder.

Across the table, Noah nodded thoughtfully.

“I think Lucas is right.”

I groaned immediately. Of course they were agreeing with each other.

“Thanks for the support.”

Noah grinned.

“You’re welcome.”

I regretted sitting with them almost immediately. The conversation continued throughout lunch.

Every attempt I made to complain somehow turned into encouragement. The worst part was that they seemed sincere.

“You’ve been training for months.”

Lucas shrugged.

“Maybe years.”

Chapter 213: The Trial Run

I frowned.

“That isn’t the point.

He ignored me.

“The advanced division makes sense.”

I hated how confident he sounded. The rest of the day passed quickly.

Most students seemed focused on upcoming competition events. The academy practically lived and breathed competition season.

Every hallway conversation eventually returned to rankings, training, or predictions. It became impossible to avoid

During wolf-control class, our instructor announced additional training sessions. Half the room groaned immediately.

The instructor looked amused.

“You’ll thank me later.”

Nobody believed him.

A student near the back raised her hand.

“When?”

The instructor smiled.

“Years from now.”

The entire class laughed. Even I found that answer funny.

After class, I headed toward the training grounds. The advanced division participants had been assigned additional drills.

Unfortunately, my name remained on the list. I considered leaving. I considered pretending to be sick. I considered several other bad ideas.

In the end, I stayed. The moment training started, I remembered why.

I actually enjoyed this. The realization annoyed me.

I preferred pretending I did not care. That strategy became harder every week.

The instructor paired us into small groups. Within minutes, everyone was running drills across the field.

Several older students watched me carefully. That made sense.

I was younger than most advanced participants. One of them approached during a break.

“You look nervous.”

I immediately shook my head.

“No.”

The answer came too quickly.

The older student laughed.

“Sure.”

I hated when people noticed things. Especially when they were right.

Training resumed before the conversation could continue. This time, the exercises became more difficult.

Speed. Observation.

Reaction. Wolf control.

The advanced division demanded more from everyone. For the first time, I understood why people respected the competition.

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Chapter 213: The Trial fun

Nobody succeeded through luck. Several students struggled

Several performed better than expected. I landed somewhere in the middle.

That felt surprisingly encouraging

Later that evening. I returned home exhausted. The estate looked normal from the outside.

Inside felt different. Security guards appeared everywhere.

Staff members looked tense. Doors that normally remained open stayed locked.

Nobody explained anything. Not that I expected them to.

I found Kyra in the kitchen arguing with Little Fang. Cassian sat in a high chair chewing on something that definitely did not belong in his mouth.

“Give it back.”

Kyra held out her hand.

Cassian laughed. The object disappeared deeper into his grip.

“You aren’t helping.”

She pointed at me.

I grabbed the item before Cassian could eat it.

“You’re welcome.”

Kyra sighed dramatically.

“He’s impossible.”

Cassian immediately smiled. That smile worked on almost everyone.

Unfortunately, he knew it.

The next few days followed a similar pattern. Training intensified while the adults became increasingly secretive.

I noticed conversations stopping constantly. Every room seemed to contain unfinished discussions.

Every hallway seemed to contain suspicious silence. Eventually I stopped caring.

If they wanted secrets, they could keep them. I had enough problems already.

The advanced division trial event arrived sooner than expected. Students from multiple programs gathered around the training arena.

The atmosphere felt completely different. Nobody joked much.

Nobody looked relaxed. Everyone suddenly cared.

Lucas appeared beside me shortly before the event began.

“You ready?”

I shrugged.

“No.”

He nodded.

“Good.”

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