Raising Beast Cubs to Find a Husband novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Career Day and the Howling Classroom

The poor teacher of Class 1-A, a nervous Badger-Kin named Mrs. Higgins, was currently hiding behind her desk.

Today was Career Day.

Usually, Career Day involved a Baker bringing some bread, or a Blacksmith showing off a horseshoe. It was a quiet, educational afternoon.

But at Unity Academy, the parents weren’t bakers. They were Warlords, Assassins, and Kings.

Primrose stood at the back of the classroom, leaning against the wall with Caspian. She was chewing on a fingernail.

"We should have vetted them," Primrose whispered. "We should have done a dress rehearsal."

"It will be fine," Caspian whispered back, though he looked worried. "They promised to behave. Rurik even brushed his hair."

"Rurik brushed his hair with a pinecone, Caspian. That’s not hygiene; that’s landscaping."

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"ALRIGHT, LISTEN UP, PUPS!"

Rurik kicked the classroom door open. He was wearing his formal furs, which meant he had fewer stains than usual. Beside him stood Vali (6), looking incredibly proud and holding a large stick.

Rurik marched to the front of the room. He didn’t use the chalkboard. He slammed a massive paw onto the teacher’s desk.

"I am Warlord Rurik!" he bellowed. "I run the North! My job is... surviving!"

The class of six-year-olds stared at him with wide eyes.

"Vali," Rurik barked. "Demonstrate the survival stance!"

Vali dropped to all fours and growled at a potted plant.

"Excellent!" Rurik praised. "Now, today I will teach you the most important skill in the Empire. Is it math? No! Math cannot save you from a bear! Is it reading? No! Bears do not care about your literacy!"

He grabbed the stick from Vali.

"It is The Howl."

Mrs. Higgins peeked over her desk. "Mr. Rurik... perhaps something a bit quieter? We have a library next door..."

"Nonsense!" Rurik laughed. "A silent wolf is a rug! Vali, lead the pack!"

Vali threw his head back. Awooooo!

It was a cute, high-pitched puppy howl.

"Pathetic!" Rurik encouraged. "From the diaphragm! Like you just stepped on a lego! Like this!"

Rurik inhaled. His chest expanded like a barrel.

AWOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The sound shook the windows. A glass of water on the desk shattered. The Badger teacher squeaked and covered her ears.

But the kids? The kids loved it.

Suddenly, twenty six-year-olds were howling. Tiger cubs, lizard kids, birds—everyone was screaming at the ceiling.

"Yes! Chaos!" Rurik roared, wiping a tear from his eye. "This is music! Vali, you are the Alpha of First Grade!"

Primrose buried her face in her hands. "I’m going to have to buy new windows."

Next up was the Serpent Sector.

Cassian glided into the room. He looked disdainful of the chalk dust. Jasper walked beside him, adjusting his glasses. They looked like identical twins, separated by thirty years and a height difference.

"Greetings, students," Cassian said smoothly. His voice was a refreshing change from the screaming wolf. "I am Warlord Cassian. I control the magic and science of the Empire."

He placed a beaker of blue liquid on the desk.

"Today, Jasper and I will demonstrate a simple chemical reaction. Jasper, the hypothesis?"

Jasper stepped up on a stool. He cleared his throat.

"Hypothesis," Jasper stated. "If we mix Dragon-Root Powder with Condensed Mana Water, the expansion rate will be... significant."

"Correct," Cassian nodded. "Observe."

He poured a red powder into the blue liquid.

Usually, this experiment created a puff of smoke. A parlor trick.

But Cassian was a Warlord. He didn’t do small. And Jasper had accidentally used Concentrated Dragon-Root instead of Diluted.

Fizz.

Gurgle.

"Father," Jasper noted calmly. "The mixture is vibrating."

"It is supposed to vibrate, Jasper. Do not question the—"

BOOM.

A massive cloud of purple foam erupted from the beaker. It didn’t stop. It shot up to the ceiling. It overflowed the desk. It rolled across the floor like a gelatinous blob monster.

"Evacuate the perimeter!" Arjun shouted from the back row, grabbing his tactical backpack.

The kids screamed (happily) as the purple foam engulfed the front row.

Cassian stood there, covered in purple slime. His perfect robes were ruined.

"Fascinating," Jasper noted, writing in his notebook. "The reaction was 300% more volatile than predicted. I get an A."

Primrose sighed. "Caspian, use the Water Magic. Wash the class."

Caspian waved his hand. A gentle rain fell inside the classroom, dissolving the foam and cleaning the sticky students.

The Merchant and the Mechanic

After the foam incident, the class needed something safer.

Luna and Jax walked in. They were there for Clover.

Clover was bouncing on her toes. She held up her sparkly pink backpack.

"Hi everyone!" Clover squeaked. "This is my sister Luna and my... uh... Uncle Jax!"

"Uncle is fine," Jax winked.

"I am a Merchant," Luna explained, her long bunny ears twitching nervously as she addressed the crowd. "My job is to make sure everyone has what they need. Food, clothes, toys."

"Boring!" a Hyena kid shouted from the back.

"Merchants also control the supply of candy," Luna added sweetly. "And I brought samples."

She opened a box. Chocolate coins wrapped in gold foil.

The class cheered. The Hyena kid sat down and looked respectful.

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