(Third Person POV.)
The deafening silence echoed in the massive office room. Hirre and Severus were sitting on the both side of the long oak table. Both of them were thinking about something.
"You can tell it first." Severus kindly talked toward Hirre and he gave the other party a sweet smile.
"You and the doctor at the Western Pack were right, the blood if the two clans was now running together in my body. And they were travelling in each other to give me a incomparable strength." Hirre said in her low tone of voice.
Severus widened his eyes as he stunned about Hirre's story. He shook his head unbelievably as he heard about the interaction of the two blood.
He never thought that it would be possible for a werewolf woman like her to possess the witch blood. He smiled as he admired Hir
