---- Chapter 5 Cora and Raymond looked flustered, but I kept my composure. "What are you two doing here? Aren't we supposed to be checking our college admission emails today?" Today was the day universities were sending out their acceptance letters. Normally, everyone would check their emails at home on their own accounts. But this year, the school principal had suddenly announced that all students had to gather at school to check them together. I knew this was Cora's idea. She was the principal's daughter, after all. On one hand, she was confident that she'd get into Lycanshire University, a prestigious college for high- ranking werewolves. She wanted people to witness her success. On the other hand, she couldn't wait to see me-the nerd who'd always been one step ahead of her-fail ---- miserably. She and Raymond had planned my downfall, but just like how a murderer always returned to their crime scene, she wanted to be there in person to watch how I'd react after seeing her succeed. Having been caught sneaking around with Cora, Raymond looked anxious. But when he realized I was only asking a simple question, he figured I didn't see them kissing. He let out a silent breath of relief, but then I suddenly asked, "Raymond, why is your face all red? Were you exercising earlier?" He froze. Just as he was about to fumble for an excuse, a flurry of footsteps echoed outside the door. Mr. Knightley entered the classroom with a group of reporters in tow. The livestream equipment was quickly set up, and as I took in the chaotic scene in front of me, I quickly understood exactly what he was planning. ---- Lycanshire University would only accept one top student from each pack. Clearly, Mr. Knightley wanted to broadcast his daughter's glorious moment live to all the werewolves in the pack. After all, in our small pack, getting into Lycanshire University was a major achievement worth flaunting. Mr. Knightley's sudden arrival cut off our awkward conversation. When it was finally time to check the emails, every journalist's camera was focused on Cora's computer. "It's said that Cora's grades are good enough for Lycanshire University," one reporter said as they waited. "Do you think you'll be accepted?" Cora smiled and replied confidently, "Of course. But just in case, I also applied to the university ranked second as a backup." At last, anew email popped up on her screen. Under everyone's attention, Cora clicked on it, ---- anticipation tugging on her nerves. But it wasn't from Lycanshire University. It was from the second-ranked university instead.