The Mole's POV

The mole sat stewing in her dorm.

This was too frustrating.

She was being kept in limbo, held in some twilight state to try and figure out how to maintain her momentum.

She had almost been successful.

That miserable woman, the powerful woman who had provided the hair to power one of her strongest spells as of late, seemed incapable of listening to good counsel.

The pathetic miserable alpha that ran this Goddess forsaken school had come ...