Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 218: How to Make Friends

Eleanor looked at the girl in a new light. Maíra 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?"

Maíra replied, "Yes. My mother sent my aunt Jaciara Moara with me. Believe me, her belly is full of negativity. Maíra don’t do this, Maíra you can’t do that... she mostly stops me from doing everything. Luckily, her room is far from mine, in the front wing. If I could join your circle, I could do whatever you do with you. She wouldn’t be able to restrict me. If you accept me as your friend, I can help you in a fight. I 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 Maíra, both Kiara and Ophelia were smirking. Maíra, however, answered with the same seriousness, "I understand. Then let us go to the dining hall together. If I am late, Aunt Jaciara will nag me to 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 Maíra followed close behind.

Hurry... we must go to the dining hall." A bronze-skinned woman, looking to be in her late thirties, exclaimed from beside Maíra’s room. Her bosom strained against her robe, and she exuded a mature

hall with my friends. Let me introduce you. This is Eleanor, this is Kiara, and she is Ophelia. We met earlier and

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

is an honour to meet you. Please forgive us

aunt and Eleanor, whom she had just met. At last her eyes settled on Eleanor, and she asked hesitantly, "Are

the slightest. With the same deadpan calm, she replied, "Nah! I am just a simple werewolf.

woman. "Miss Jaciara Moara, do not trouble yourself. Please rise. We were only becoming acquainted. Although Maíra is young, she is strong, and I like her. We are now friends. You need not worry. We are

the still-confused girl. "Maíra, let’s go. We have

after them and

at a measured pace. Following the group, Jaciara’s mind

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 naïve she is, and took her under her wing. That seems the most likely. I must tread carefully. If, by this fateful encounter, the two of them truly become friends, it will serve them

inwardly, fixed her gaze upon the two most significant young figures of the werewolf community,

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