Chapter 24 I Don’t Like Sharing

Seara woke up to the strong aroma of oatmeal and stewed meat the standard breakfast for a wolf fighter. On the nightstand, an ivory white healer’s uniform with silver embroidery on the collar lay neatly folded.

“Wake up, Eighty Percent Luna Candidate. Your time for lazing around is over,” Winona’s ...

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