The Lycan Academy
Matilda asked moving to the wardrobe to get a change of clothes, along the way water droplets dripped from her wet bun-styled hair to the floor.
"Oh right I didn't even ask him what year he was," she face palmed herself, she had been overwhelmed and beyond relieved seeing him again that the thought had completely skipped her turbulent mind.
"Ah never mind, it's not important," she dismissed the topic, if Matilda didn't know dreymon it was a pointless topic, perhaps Leon might know him?, even if he didn't she was certain he could explain dreymon's strange pale skin crawling with black veins like a rotten corpse and his different dark exhibited aura, he was one of the heirs to the Donovan thro
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