Chapter 65 Brave pup (2)
Standing up, Alina turned to face the rest of Class D — everyone watching with round eyes and twitching tails and flickering shadows. She placed her hands on her hips, her voice warm but clear. "Everyone — did you hear what Luna did for her pack? She was so brave! She helped protect her family when they were in danger."
Drake’s eyes sparkled. Boo’s mouth formed a perfect O. Even shy little Rocky peeked out from behind his hands, his cheeks turning pink.
"So," Alina said, her heart swelling as she looked at each of their tiny faces, "I think our brave wolf deserves a big clap, don’t you?"
She didn’t wait for an answer. She brought her hands together — clap, clap, clap — the sound echoing around the bright classroom walls. One by one, tiny hands followed: Drake clapped the loudest, tail wagging like crazy. Boo floated higher, clapping his ghostly hands with a big grin. Vlad Jr. clapped politely, nose held high but his eyes twinkling. Even Felix gave a single slow clap, his fluffy tails flicking behind him. Sable peeked out from his shadowy corner, tiny palms tapping shyly together.
Luna’s ears twitched, her face turning a soft shade of pink. She growled softly, pretending to look annoyed. She lifted her chin, staring at her classmates with that baby-wolf pride that made Alina smile.
"Good job, sweetheart," Alina whispered. "You’re our brave girl."
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After calming Luna, who now sat back at her desk with her chin propped on her tiny fists, Alina felt a gentle warmth settle over her heart. She tapped her attendance sheet, counting tiny heads one by one. Lucian? Here. Sable? Here. Kelpie? Boo? Rocky? Here, here, here... all present.
She didn’t call their names out loud since twenty minutes had already passed since the first class started.
She let out a quiet breath, then clapped her hands together, catching every little monster’s attention. "Alright, sweethearts! Today is free activity class — so guess what? Teacher made something special for you!"
She opened her file and carefully took out the colorful worksheets she’d stayed up late to finish last night. She could almost see the silly dragon doodles in the corners, the fluffy bats, the sparkling water mazes, and tiny fox illusions she’d traced by hand. Her chest bloomed with quiet pride — her babies deserved to feel special, and for Lucian she’d even made tiny horns and demonic-style emojis.
One by one, she walked around the room, placing each worksheet down in front of its owner. Drake’s eyes went so wide they almost looked round as marbles when he saw the playful cartoon dragon at the top of his puzzle sheet. He sucked in a tiny breath, his tail flicking against his chair.
"Teacher! This dragon looks like me!" he gasped, tapping his chubby finger on the paper.
