Immediately Emma left the office, the professor banged his fist on the large table, causing a slight rip to appear on it.

“Impossible.” He muttered, the black orbs of his eyes reddening by the passing second.

She had withstood his compulsion. No human should be able to do that. The werewolf girl hadn’t been able to resist it. So, how could she, a mere human be able to? Is she the one? He thought, reclining back into his chair, as he allowed his mind to wander.

He had ...