Chapter 35
At Brigder University, nobody knew Sonam's real name.
Here, he was just Sol. A tall guy with messy brown hair that never sat right, thick glasses that slid down his nose, and clothes that looked like they came from a discount bin. He carried his books in a worn backpack with a broken zipper. He walked with a slight slouch, like someone who spent too much time hunched over textbooks.
Nobody looked at him twice. That was exactly the point.
Back home, in the Northern Isles, he was Prince Sonam, heir to a powerful pack, a name that made people bow and scrape and lie to please him. Here, at this small university tucked away in a quiet town far from his father's territory, he was nobody special. Just another student trying to pass his physical training classes.
He liked it that w
