AT THE TRAINING GROUND III

Emma froze in shock, seeing a cougar dash and stand in front of her, blocking the exit; stopping her from making an exit.

The professor was a cougar? She watched Professor Brooks' form which had morphed into that of a sleek cougar, and noted that its amber eyes were fixed on her with an unnerving intensity. Was he a natural cougar? Or was he a human that had been gifted a shifter's abilities?

Her heart raced as a wave of disbelief washed over her. This shouldn't be real. Professors were respected academics, not creatures reserved for the forest.

Emma's mind struggled to grasp the surreal scene before her, and the speed of the shift. It could only mean that the Professor was highly trained; that this might be his strongest ability—shifting. She could read his aura, and it was terrifying, never mind that her wolf was stronger.

'At least you acknowledge that.'