Ch. 22 - Trouble

Ruby POV

"You want to attend my school? Do you have a death wish?" The head chancellor's voice sliced through the air like a blade, her gaze piercing me as though she were staring at a creature with three heads.

"No, ma'am. Quite the opposite," I replied, my voice steady despite the thundering pulse in my ears. "I know I may appear as just a low-status werewolf, but there's more to me. Things I don't fully understand, things I can't even begin to explain." My words were a plea, a desperate grasp to uncover who I truly am.

Her lips twisted into a sneer. "This is a school for witches. We don't tolerate your kind here. Were it not for the Queen's decree, you'd be dead the moment you stepped foot on these grounds, just like the witchweres."

My breath hitched, and my eyes widened in shock. They kill people for being different? How could such cruelty be so casually accepted? "I... I'm not sure what I am, but I need help," I admitted, my voice trembling with the weight of my uncertainty.

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