Valerie's POV
"Who does he think he is to speak to me like that?!" I yelled, hurling a flower pot to the wall in rage. "I pray he meets that unfortunate mate of his dead. Let's see how he plans to keep any more mate."
I inhaled deeply, recalling his words. "A witch and a werewolf can never happen!"
Instantly, I let out a shrill scream. I grabbed the nearest item, and hurled it to the wall, but something strange and unexpected happened - The cup I threw disappeared, making no sound.
I was stunned. My eyes scanned the unkempt room, trying to understand what had just happened. I hadn't even recovered from the shock, when something else happened - The shattered pieces of the flower vase was raised up by the wind, and instantly, they aligned together, forming the vase.
I was dumbfounded. T
