Two days later, at the infamous Maxwell Academy, waiting for the Principal to come out and show us around.
All my brothers and Jax had accompanied me to the Wolf multiverse, much to my dismay. Since they were getting rid of me, why accompany me? Throughout the trip, they tried talking to me. Jax even tried sitting next to me, but I didn’t give any of them the time of day. I was hurt; I had to leave mom and dad behind, my memories behind that had kept me going when I had no one else.
“Alpha Lars, Alpha Jax, welcome to Maxwell Academy. I’m Dean Shrewd.” Said the man who introduced himself as the Dean. He was tall. A middle-aged man with brown hair down to his shoulder but the body of a football player: big and buff. But why was the Dean here and not the Principal?
My brothers and Jax all shook hands with him and exchanged pleasantries. Apparently, I was the first wolf from the human multiverse that had gotten into the academy after fifteen years, so he wanted to come down personally to welcome us. I mentally rolled my eyes.
More like he wanted to get a donation out of Lars and Jax. Both mine and Jax’s pack were extremely rich even in the wolf multiverse. Both packs had a substantial business that brought a lot of profit from both multiverses. I internally rolled my eyes at their conversation and stayed back brooding, wishing to get this over with so my brothers and so-called fiance could be on their merry way and I could wallow in my misery in my dorm room.
“And you must be Lyla. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I must say when I got a call from Alpha Lars regarding your admission here, I was skeptical. We don’t take wolves from the human multiverse since they tend to be brought up differently…” Said the egoist douche; I balled my fists.
How dare he?
We were no different from the wolves here in the wolf kingdom; our training was the same; our school studies were a bit different, since we had to match the country’s circulum. Giving him a blank look, I prompted him to continue,
“…but seeing your achievements over the years in your academia and not to mention the videos of your warrior class had me backtracking my decision immediately, of letting you in,” Said Dean Douche.
Well, at least he said something nice.
I gave him a small smile out of courtesy and walked behind him with Jax and my brothers as he showed us around the academy. Even if I wanted to be disinterested, I couldn’t. The academy was beautiful, with decades of old infrastructure encompassing it, beautiful lawns landscaped to perfection, there was even a bush maze, a small river and a forest, training grounds more than three times bigger than the one we had back home, classrooms and halls equipped with the latest technologies. No doubt Maxwell Academy lived up to its name! After the tour of the grounds and building, Dean Douche showed me to my dorm room, saying all my belongings had been sent up and that I was supposed to share the dorm with a she-wolf named Alana.
Alana? For some reason, that name sounded familiar, but I couldn’t just place where I had heard it. Shrugging, I let it go
Lars, the triplets and Jax were escorted to the guest suites. Apparently, there was a welcoming party today for the new surprise trainers and the students for the upcoming academic year.
I was in no mood for a party. Unfortunately, it was mandatory. Apparently, those two new trainers were some big shots that they needed to have a party set up for them; what was so special about them anyway, guess I’ll find out later in the evening. Trudging the long, never ending hallways, I made my way to my room. Lars had placed me in the private dorm; he had seriously forked out some money from the looks of it. I heard Jax say he wanted to cover all the expenses since I was his responsibility, but Lars didn’t let him.
Reaching my room, the room number was written in bold on the side, 1101; the door had an electronic lock along with a bilateral. Security was tight in the VIP dorms. Swiping my card and using the special key Dean Douche had given me, I took a deep breath and opened the door.
