Combat class

Lizette’s P.O.V.

“Not again!”

I was well aware that the Royals were perfectionists, it was mentioned in the guidebook that they were used to doing everything with utmost effort.

So, when teacher Marvel introduced us to the new instructor, I expected a master of this craft. An oldie with white hair.

However, I was terribly wrong! It was my fate to be surprised every day!

The mastermind of this whole idea entered the hall with an indifferent look on his face aka the person responsible for my social boycott: Lycan King Vincent Lawrence.

Yes!

My mate was the new instructor for our self-defense lessons!

Firstly, my fellows and teachers started avoiding me like a plague to escape any punishment. Now, the stunt of acting like our teacher put a full stop to my social life.

Like how could he come here as an instructor when he was literally the principal of our academy? What was he trying to prove?

My head became a breeding den of queries as my stomach clenched with the force of restr