Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 218: How to Make Friends

Eleanor looked at the girl in a new light. Maira had no idea who she was dealing with. She didn’t know Eleanor.

Even after hearing her name, she showed no reaction. Perhaps it was an act, but Eleanor doubted that a young

girl her age could perform so flawlessly before her. It confirmed that her family had not allowed her access to

intelligence reports. She wasn’t prepared to shoulder the responsibilities of a young clan head. The king's

sudden decree must have forced the Amazon clan to send her to the academy.

She was no pompous young miss either. She was an Alpha, yet she displayed no arrogance before betas like

Ophelia and Kiara. Eleanor liked her character.

The way she spoke of fighting a jaguar revealed her fighting prowess. Her family must have confidence at least

in her skills... that was why they had agreed to send her to the academy. Still, Eleanor reasoned, there must be

another member of her clan here as well.

Eleanor asked, "There should be another member from your clan in the academy, correct?"

Maira replied, "Yes. My mother sent my aunt Jaciara Moara with me. Believe me, her belly is full of negativity.

Maira don’t do this, Mafra you can't do that... she mostly stopsfrom doing everything. Luckily, her room is far

from mine, in the front wing. If I could join your circle, | could do whatever you do with you. She wouldn't be able

to restrict me. If you acceptas your friend, I can help you in a fight. | am the best fighter of my clan."

Eleanor almost laughed aloud, but she restrained herself and replied seriously, "Very well. We accept you into

our circle. But you will only fight when we ask you to. Understand?"

Behind Maira, both Kiara and Ophelia were smirking. Maira, however, answered with the sseriousness, "I

understand. Then let us go to the dining hall together. If | am late, Aunt Jaciara will nagto death."

"Alright," Eleanor said as she opened her wardrobe and pulled out her robe. She walked to the table, closed the

laptop lid, straightened the bedcover, then opened the door and stepped out. Kiara, Ophelia, and Maira followed

close behind.

"Miss, you are here! | was knocking at your door and thought you were asleep. There is no phone in this place,

otherwise | would have called you. Hurry... we must go to the dining hall." A bronze-skinned woman, looking to

be in her late thirties, exclaimed from beside Maira’s room. Her bosom strained against her robe, and she

exuded a mature charm, though her face bore a trace of anxiety as she looked directly at Maira.

Maira flinched at the sight of her. "Aunt Jaciara, | am not late. | was only going to the dining hall with my friends.

Letintroduce you. This is Eleanor, this is Kiara, and she is Ophelia. We met earlier and becgood friends.

They are werewolves, like me."

She gave her aunt a triumphant smile, proud of having made friends so quickly in the academy... only to see

Jaciara place a hand over her chest and bow.

"Miss Raynor, it is an honour to meet you. Please forgive us if my young miss has in any way offended you."

Her tone was so fearful that it puzzled Maira. She glanced between her submissive aunt and Eleanor, whom she

had just met. At last her eyes settled on Eleanor, and she asked hesitantly, "Are you ssort of big shot?"

Eleanor’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. With the sdeadpan calm, she replied, "Nah! | am just a

simple werewolf. | may be an Alpha, but you are far stronger than me."

She then looked at the bowing woman. "Miss Jaciara Moara, do not trouble yourself. Please rise. We were only

becoming acquainted. Although Maira is young, she is strong, and | like her. We are now friends. You need not

worry. We are on our way to the dining hall... you may join us if you wish."

She turned her gaze to the still-confused girl. "Maira, let's go. We have little tleft."

Eleanor began walking, with Kiara and Ophelia following behind, smirking. Maira trailed after them and shouted

back, "Aunt Jaciara, don’t just stand there. Let's go."

They all descended the stairs at a measured pace. Following the group, Jaciara’s mind boiled with thoughts.

"Eleanor Raynor... and Miss... ended up in adjacent rooms. Knowing our Miss, she has never glanced at

intelligence reports about other clans. She dislikes reading anything that isn’t about fighting. She has no idea

whom she is befriending. If she had ever read those reports... she would not dare to befriend her. Eleanor Raynor

was accused of killing countless people, both human and werewolf alike. My Miss may be a good fighter and

assassin, but she has no experience killing either humans or werewolves. She has only slain vicious beasts.

Perhaps Miss Raynor saw how naive she is, and took her under her wing. That seems the most likely. | must tread

carefully. If, by this fateful encounter, the two of them truly becfriends, it will serve them both well when

they one day take charge of their respective families. Better that | keep my mouth shut and follow the course

Miss Raynor sets. | will only intervene if my Miss finds herself at a disadvantage."

Having resolved her inner unease, she smiled inwardly, fixed her gaze upon the two most significant young

figures of the werewolf community, and followed them steadily.

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When Eleanor stepped through the giant doors of the dining hall, her eyes widened at the majesty that unfolded

within. The space was vast... a cathedral of brick and stone transformed into a hall of order and light. The ceiling

arched high above, its beams ribbed like the vaults of an ancient temple, and from them hung great chandeliers

that glowed with a steady brilliance, casting a golden sheen across the room.

Thirty long tables stretched across

the marble floor, each carved from

flawless slabs of white stone that

gleamed like frozen rivers. They were

arranged with perfect MEY in

three E\ oxy ables C each, their

stirfabes lined with polished wooden

chairs. Each chair was finely wrought,

its back carved in flowing patterns

that mirrored vines and flames,

embracing the tables in an orderly

fashion... four to a side, with one at

each head. The symmetry was so

precise it gave the entire hall the

feeling of a grand orchestration, as

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At the far end of the hall, a wide stage rose slightly above the floor. Upon it, a single long table presided like a

throne. Behind it stood twelve high-backed chairs, arranged in solemn rank, waiting for those who would watch

over the cadets. Even from where she stood, Eleanor could see the gleam of porcelain set neatly upon the high

table, as though prepared for a feast that would judge as much as it celebrated.

She walked forward, the sound of her steps softened by the marble beneath, and remembered what she read in

the guidebook... every cadet had an assigned place, their cadet numbers stamped upon the backs of their

chairs. The front tables were for the cadets, while the rest of the hall would remain empty except during

banquets and great gatherings, when staff and professors joined the feast.

Already, many cadets had found their seats. Eleanor paused at table ten, where her cadet number was written

on a chair’s back. She saw Maira’s seat was just beside hers. Maira beamed at the arrangement and slid happily

into the chair beside her. Eleanor looked around to confirm that her other companions had also settled in their

assigned places.

From the beginning, she felt

something was different in this

dining hall. Her gaze wandered

across the room, and she quickly

identified the source of her unease.

This was not merely a Sena

stdentoy byta cohgre of races... a

tdpdatry of the world stitched

together under one roof. Although

everyone appeared in human form,

she could sense the true nature of

each cadet. Werewolves, vampires,

dragons, fairies, werecats, merfolk,

naga, kitsune, and banshees... all sat

on their designated chairs peacefully,

indifferent to who sat beside them.

And among them, scattered like

sparks among embers, were a few

humans... fragile in body by

comparison, yet each burning with a

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Suddenly, a thought struck her. In this term of cadets, werewolves were the most numerous. Almost one fourth

of the present cadets were from the werewolf race. "There must have been sarrangement between the king

of werewolves and the academy authorities. That's why we are all forced to join this term. Especially the young

clan heads of the ten great clans," she thought.

Sitting in her chair, her mind wandered. "There are five young clan heads who should be joining this term. I've

already found one. Let's see how the others from the Kuroda, Ahmose, and Graventhal clans are faring in the

academy..."

At that moment, the heavy footsteps

of military boots echoed from the

direction of the entrance. Every eye

instinctively turned toward the,daor.

A man agjnadlack itor. like

the btotectors of the academy,

strode toward the stage at the front.

He was tall, broad-shouldered, and

exuded a commanding presence that

silenced the chatter of the cadets

instantly. Behind him followed five

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