The Luna Reborn: Surviving As The FL In A Werewolf Romance
"Oh my God... oh my... I'm so sorry. I promise I didn't mean to baptise you there!"
The instructor pinched the bridge of her nose, muttering prayers under her breath, "Help me, Moon Goddess."
Maris didn't mind at all; she only laughed. "It's fine, Luna, I mean, Iris. I needed a bath anyway."
The other girls giggled behind their hands, a few of them watching me curiously, like they couldn't believe what they were seeing. I scowled. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up."