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I took Warren's phone from him and browsed through the school forum. The whole page was about this matter. I clicked on a post with the most comments.

There were several pictures attached to the post. The figures in the photo were blurry and their faces couldn't be seen clearly, but the netizens were relentless. They could determine it was me just by a few pixelated pictures and some leading descriptions.

"She looks like a dominatrix. I'm sure she's like this in private."

"Do you have her phone number? I want to ask her out."

"I don't know how many men she has slept with. Maybe she has all kinds of STDs!"

"Oh, my God! The Royal Military School's name is stained by her!"

"Disgusting! The filthy slave should be expelled from the school!"

I scrolled all the way to the bottom of the post. There were endless comments filled with obscenities and hatred.

I could say to defend myself, because the she-wolf in the pictures was really me. Even if

are you okay?" Flora pulled at my sleeve cautiously. "Don't read the comments. They're all

a werewolf's claws. Never in my wildest dreams would I have expected to get involved in some scandalous rumor

help? He must have the

think things are bad enough?"

returned the phone to Warren with trembling hands. "Let's just wait and see. My mind is in a mess right now, and I don't want

browsed through

know nothing." Flora threw her

gasped in surprise. "The

see!" Flora leaned over and pulled Warren's hand to get a good look at his phone screen. "It

bitterly. "It seems that

seemed to want to say something more but then stopped on

man," Warren added feebly. Scratching his head awkwardly,

her eyes and ignored

them. "I want to be alone, okay? I

a walk outside. Call me if you need

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