Chapter 18. A Debate with the Strategist

ARDEN

Miss Loveson cleared her throat, abruptly robbing me of the chance to retort to what Elias had said. Instead, a deep sigh of frustration escaped my lips. Why were these Alphas making everything so unbearably annoying?

“Silver Quill is looking for twenty new members from the freshmen,” Miss Loveson announced with a smile, her enthusiasm radiating throughout the room.

“Yes,” she continued, her tone growing more earnest. “There are many eager candidates who wish to join our club, but not everyone will make the cut. Silver Quill is meant for the best and brightest minds among the Elite.”

“It’s a prestigious opportunity,” she added, her voice filled with pride. “We compete with numerous schools across the globe, rivaling some of the most esteemed institutions. I hope you comprehend the significance of this.”

I surveyed the room and noticed that most of my peers had a fiery determination ignited in their eyes. They weren’t nervous—they were ready for th