I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Lila’s POV
By the time I could form words out of my mouth, Scott was already snoring. I stood frozen at the door,
just staring at him. That’s all I could think to do.
Hearing his words caused my heart to ache. She hated me because I was a Volana wolf. I know my kind
isn’t accepted by some; they find us dangerous and threatening. But I have never tried to pose a threat
to anyone. I stand up for what I believe in and help those in need. I’m far from dangerous but I know
not all in our world see it that way.
“What did he just say?” Enzo asked; for a moment, I forget he was standing near me.
I saw the complete confusion on his face.
I didn’t want to stay in Scott’s room any longer, so I left. As we got into the empty halls, I turned to him,
trying to keep the tears out of my eyes.
“Please don’t tell my father,” I managed to utter as I stared up at him.
“What did he mean that you are a Volana? Is that true?” His tone seemed cold.
“I never want to hurt anybody,” I whispered. “If Sarah hates me because of what I am…” my voice trailed
off.
“Because you are a Volana…” he said the “Volana” like it was a bad taste on his tongue; the cruelty of his
tone caused me to flinch. That was all I needed to know.
“I’m not any different than I was a moment ago before you knew,” I told him, meeting his dark eyes.
“I’m still me and if that’s the reason why Sarah hates me, then I need to speak with her and set the
record straight.”
Enzo seemed to be at a loss for words, but that only lasted briefly. He soon sighed, shaking his head
with dismay written all over his face.
“You expect me to keep something like this from your father?” He asked. “He would have my head if he
found out that I knew who poisoned his daughter.”
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“I don’t want there to be any issues. Involving my father would make her despise me even more. I came
to this school because I wanted to make a difference in this world. I wanted to spread a little bit of good
everywhere. I want Sarah to know that I’m not a threat to her. I don’t wish her harm and I don’t wish

punishment on her. I’m hoping to start a clean slate.”
“Your father would—”
“Please,” I say, touching his bicep; he froze as he stared down at my hand. “I must believe that there is
still good in her. Punishing her won’t bring the good out; it’ll only make her resent us.”
I could see his jaw tightening as he stared around my face, he didn’t say anything though. He pulled his
arm away from my hand and started down the hallway.
Did he hate me now too?
I brushed the thought out of my mind and went to find Sarah. Usually, she hangs out in the student
lounge across campus.
Sarah and her friends occupied the couch and loveseat.
“Can we talk for a minute?” I asked as I approached.
She frowns as she peers up at me; her friends glimpsed at one another with strange looks before
chuckling. I ignored them and fixated my attention on Sarah.
“Please,” I added.
She looked me over carefully for a moment; her face remained expressionless. She finally stood from
her place on the couch and went with me to a more private area. She folded her arms across her chest.
“This better be good to pull me away like that,” she muttered.
I turned around to face her; I took in a steady breath, trying to ease the nervousness building in the pit
of my stomach. I wasn’t usually nervous confronting somebody, but standing before me was a woman
who genuinely hated me enough to want to cause me harm.
She poisoned me because I was a Volana wolf. It made me wonder how many other students here hated
me for what I am. I glanced around briefly, and it didn’t seem, anyone, besides Sarah’s friends, was
looking in our direction.
“I just wanted to clear the air,” I said, keeping my tone low and my eyes fixated on her features. She was
very beautiful that much was obvious; she was also experienced. It was no wonder Scott wanted her. “I
don’t want there to be any bad blood between us.”
She rose her brows, a hint of amusement in her icy gaze.
“Oh, is that right?” She sneered. “And what makes you think there’s bad blood?”
“Because you tried to poison me,” I say in a hushed whisper, keeping my eyes on hers.
“That’s quite the accusation.”
“It’s not an accusation, it’s the truth. Scott told me everything.”
“And what exactly did Scott say?” She asked, a smirk appearing on her red and glossy lips.
“That you poisoned me because of what I am.”
“Oh, you mean the fact that you are a Volana?” She snickered. “Have you ever stopped to think that
maybe I’m not the only one who knows what you are? Maybe I’m not the only one who doesn’t like
you?”
“Look, I’m not here to argue with you,” I say to her. “I just wanted to tell you that I don’t wish harm on
anyone, especially not you, Sarah. I want us to be able to get along.”
She scoffed loudly at my words.
“You aren’t as perfect as you think you are,” she shot back with an eye roll.
Her words had taken me by surprise; I had never tried to paint myself as perfect. I do the best I can with
what I have. I worked hard to have the talents and abilities that I have. I’m good at what I do, and I care
for those around me, but I’m also flawed like everyone else.
I’m far from perfect and I’ve accepted that.
My mother had taught me at a young age that Volanas won’t always be accepted. But those were only
words until now.
I was starting to understand what she meant.
“I’m not going to tell my father—”
“Oh, that’s generous of you,” Sarah said with sarcasm oozing from her tone. “I don’t know what you
think you know, but you are wrong. I had nothing to do with the poison. If my father needs to come
and set the record straight for me, then I’ll give him a call. You know he funds this school? Right?”