Chapter 214. Beatrix Grinmoor

~Lycan academy, Forest of the damned~

A few weeks had passed in a blink, my days at the academy growing eerily normal with each passing moment. I’d already gotten so used to the rules and the lifestyle here that I could feel myself becoming one of them. Meat was the only meal ever served; no drinks other than water were allowed. I supposed it made sense—Lycans and Daigons could never feel the effects of alcohol or enjoy the taste of anything else.

“The Forest of the Damned is a vast labyrinth that may appear to be a dense woodland with randomly spaced trees, but is actually a carefully designed maze navigable only to those who have extensively studied its maps,” the professor said, pointing with a metal cane at a large map on the wall.

This wasn’t the same professor who taught our first class. Every now and then, they changed. According to Calliope, the council wanted every instructor to familiarize themselves with my face. Honestly, it was more than irritating. Th