“But, sir, if you ask any of my teachers and the coach, they’ll tell you the same thing. I’m human. You can smell that I’m human,” she argued. “Miss Morgan, I told you this yesterday,” the Dean said as he flipped through his paperwork. “What the Council says goes.”“They made a mistake,” she growled.Of course, her growl was ineffective because she was human.It made the dean stop what he was doing and look at her sharply. His eyes glowed blue, and he growled at her—a real, hair-raising, threatening growl.Shit. Her heart started pounding, but she calmed it down as she looked at her shoes. She had completely forgotten who she was talking to.“I’m sorry, sir,” she whispered.She wasn’t. She was seething. But it was better not to push an angry Alpha.“Your teachers said you fit in just fine, and you even excelled in your combat class yesterday,” the Alpha said. “This is the last time I will hear of this matter, Miss Morgan. Do I make myself clear?”Had he been checking up on her? For w
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