Chapter 45

• Eleanor's POV
• “Everyone here is an elite, sons of Alpha kings,” Enzo interrupted my thought. I nodded.
• The first thing I noticed after the luxury aura is that it's really spacious unlike a typical hostel room. The spacious area is adorned with dark, polished wooden floors and sleek, modern furnishings, reflecting both discipline and opulence. The walls are lined with muted, matte steel panels, hinting at the institution's military heritage, but softened with rich leather accents and framed portraits of historical leaders.