UPON entering the vicinity of the school, Uno took a deep breath to release the tension that starts to choke her.
She already asked Twain to enter his first lesson for today. Despite the terrible first day in school, the child still wanted to go to school today.
This school was twenty minutes away from the Krieger pack territory. It borders between the Krieger and Lunar packs.
The pupils attending the school are eighty-five percent werewolves. The other fifteen consist of either human or halfling.
When she reached the administration building of the school, the principal’s office is already open.
A young woman of mid-twenties was cleaning the front desk.
“Good morning! The principal is not here yet.” The woman greeted with a smile. “How can I help you?”
“What time would the principal
