Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby novel Chapter 238

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?"

"I didn’t find the other subjects valuable for me," Eleanor answered steadily. "And since I’ll be venturing into adverse conditions in Vanaheim, I thought that course might prove useful if... unexpected things happen."

"Good thinking. I believe that course will serve you well," Arrichion said as they walked along the silent night road. "I expect you to complete your enrolment by tomorrow morning. From then on, you will finish all your 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 accordingly. If it’s a mandatory class, inform me directly."

He paused, then continued in a firmer tone, "In the afternoons, you will join the mandatory outdoor sports. I suggest basketball. And I am not suggesting it as a break from training... it is part of your training. On that court, you will be applying everything you 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 fight intelligence. Remember this... within the next fifteen days, you must graduate from the school."

Eleanor frowned. "Isn’t the term supposed to last two months?"

"For others, yes," Arrichion replied evenly. "But not for you. In fifteen days, you will be summoned to the Bloodline Institute to awaken your second bloodline. You already know you carry the dormant Thunderbolt bloodline, right? 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 give you the strongest foundation."

He 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 to put in the effort and graduate from the combat department within fifteen days."

"I’ll try my best. Thank you, Instructor. But... I do 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 bloodline?"

Arrichion gave a small smile. "You are correct. Personal records remain sealed in the academy system. But the academy grants professors and instructors limited access to the basic information of cadets under 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 that knowledge."

Relief washed over her at his words. By then, they had reached the dormitory entrance. Eleanor thanked the instructor politely before turning toward her room.

The moment she stepped inside her room, exhaustion pressed down on her like a physical weight. Even so, she forced herself to change clothes and stumble into the shower.

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