Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 238: Freya Targeted by Assassins

Chapter 238: Freya Targeted by Assassins

By the time Eleanor and Arrichion entered the lobby, the receptionist had long since gone. A guard in a black uniform, seated by the door, immediately stood and saluted when he saw them.

"Instructor, I was tasked to accompany Cadet 659 to her dormitory... and to deliver this package." He held up a small box.

"Very well. Give her the package and return to your duties. I will accompany Cadet Eleanor myself," Arrichion said.

The guard handed the box to Eleanor and departed without another word. She placed it on a nearby chair and lifted the lid. Inside were a few neatly packed snacks and a folded note. She picked it up and read silently:

’Ma’am, we are returning to the dorm. It’s almost curfew. I hope this food will be enough for the night. -Ophelia’

A faint warmth stirred in Eleanor’s chest. Ophelia had been worried about her missing meals. She tucked the box into her robe and silently promised herself to thank her properly later.

Arrichion said nothing about the package, merely waiting with patient stillness until she was ready to leave.

When they stepped out of the combat department building, the sky over the academy was plunged into moonless darkness. Streetlamps lined the walkways, casting pale light across the stone paths. Even without them, Eleanor’s sharp werewolf senses could easily pick out the dormitory building in the distance.

As they walked, Arrichion asked abruptly, "Which optional courses do you intend to take?"

"Fundamentals of Psionics and Wilderness Survival," she replied.

His brow arched slightly. "An interesting choice. Psionics is expected, given your abilities. But why Wilderness Survival?"

me," Eleanor answered steadily. "And since I’ll be venturing into adverse conditions in Vanaheim, I thought that course might

classes before noon each day. After that, you will report to me at the school for the next fifteen days. If any classes conflict with this schedule, tell the professors to adjust

learn in MMA. Defensive shuffling and pivoting will sharpen the footwork you need to cut angles and control distance in the arena. Stop-and-go sprints forge the same anaerobic endurance required to survive a hard round. Leaping for rebounds builds explosive leg power for takedowns and kicks. And fighting for position under the net is no different than wrestling in the clinch. So understand... this is not play. Every game will build your stamina, your explosiveness, and your

term supposed to last

All cadets with dormant bloodlines, no matter how faint their resonance... will have them artificially awakened by the academy. Once you awaken your second bloodline, your physical instincts will shift. That may hinder your progress. I want you to complete MMA training while you are still without elemental interference. That will

paused, then added, "You also have to master that new ability. It will take time as you’ve never used it before. So, I expect you

have a doubt." Eleanor hesitated before voicing it. "I was told that our personal information is safe in the academy, hidden from others. Then... how did you know about my

their care... enough to guide your training properly. I can view only your core details and your recorded achievements. No more. And don’t worry... only your direct teachers have that privilege. We have all sworn an oath never to exploit or disclose

at his words. By then, they had reached the dormitory entrance. Eleanor

physical weight. Even so, she forced

snacks to the table, sat down, and began eating. Her hunger was almost ravenous—she

Nora had already discovered several servers and breached many connections, but so far she

bed, her body finally surrendering

day of battle and training had kept her too occupied even to think of Freya. Now, alone in the quiet, her little girl’s smiling face surfaced before her, warm and bright. Then another image intruded... Ethan’s cold, unyielding expression. Both

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the back seat of Ethan’s car. Life had felt like a grand adventure ever since her mother left for the academy. Her father had been taking her to playgrounds where she could mingle with other

see a newly released Disney film. By the time they were on the road home, Freya was too tired

from traffic. Outside, Ethan stood motionless, his cold expression chilling the

voice carried