#Chapter25

After two days, I loved this Academy more than anything. Talking with classmates, making friends, and learning new things is amazing. I can’t believe I can finally feel alive.

“Wake up, sleepyhead. We have a history class, Amelia,” I shouted at her, taking the pillow away from her.

“I hate history, whether it’s in the human world or Slateville. Let me sleep,” she slept again before she can finish talking. After so many attempts, I woke her up. Seriously, it’s hard to have a lazy wolf roommate. She’s still pleading with me to let her sleep while leaning on my shoulder. When she opened the door, she slipped from...