IRA"Not really," I said to the young girl who immediately took a seat beside me.I didn't speak a word to her, and instead focused on my meal, desperate to get out of the hall and find Mia before it got too dark."My name is Billie," the young girl said to me with her head buried in her food.I skipped a beat to swallow my food before finally speaking. "I am Ira," I responded, not really in the mood for chitchat."I saw you earlier today," she said, grabbing my attention. "At the gate," she clarified, and my mouth formed an oh shape."Welcome to the werewolf academy," Billie said with a small smile. "It's my third year here."I didn't know what to say, so I listened to her. "I don't think you'd sit at this table if you knew the history behind it.""What?""It's the losers' table," she said in a small voice, almost a whisper. "I've been sitting at this table for the last three years alone."I blinked in confusion at her words. "What is that?""What?""Losers' table," I gritted. "What
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