Shyla's POV:
My heart raced in my chest as the professor stepped into the office, a warm smile lighting up his face as he saw me. "Hello there, Shyla," he greeted, his voice deep and friendly. My eyes widened in surprise, following the contours of his tall frame. He wore a gray button-up shirt that matched his stormy eyes and paired it with blue slacks. His dirty blonde hair was slicked back neatly, but it was his appearance that puzzled me... just yesterday, Kellen had beaten him to a pulp, yet he showed no signs of injury- no bruises, no scratches. While I understood that werewolves usually healed quickly, this was peculiar; the professor wasn't an alpha or beta... he shouldn't be able to recover so swiftly. I was convinced he had several broken bones and other severe injuries that sho
