I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Chapter 239

Lila’s POV

“Lila, what happened?” Becca asked as soon as I ran into the dorm room.

My heart was racing, and I was on the verge of tears; I couldn’t believe what just happened.

“I think I messed up,” I said as I took a deep breath, trying to steady my rapid heartbeat.

“Messed up how exactly?” Becca asked, standing to her feet like she was going to rush over to me, but she kept her ground and just stared at me.

“Alpha Jonathan caught Enzo and me in the arena,” I said, biting onto my bottom lip once I got the sentence out.

Becca gasped loudly.

“Were you doing it?” She asked.

“What? No! Of course, not,” I said a little too quickly, feeling my face growing hot as she raised her brows.

“Kissing?”

“No…” I said, staring down at my hands. “We were just talking, and he went to touch my face when Alpha Jonathan cleared his throat.”

“Lila, you were practically doing nothing for him to catch. What were you talking about?”

I opened my mouth to answer her, but I had a nasty gut feeling to keep this information to myself. Jazzy escaping from Enzo’s dungeon was a really bad thing and it could be dangerous for anyone who gets involved. The less Becca knows the better.

“We were talking about an assignment,” I lied. I hated lying; I wasn’t even good at it. But in this case, she didn’t have a reason to suspect that I was lying so she just smiled and walked over to me.

“You’re going to be fine,” she said in a calm tone. “I’m sure Professor Enzo will take care of it.”

She wrapped me in a tight hug.

I felt a bit calmer; despite what we were talking about, we weren’t doing anything wrong. She was right when she said Enzo would have it handled. I just had to trust him.

“Don’t you have Math class around now? It’s almost 1,” Becca said, glancing at the clock that sat on the table next to the couch.

I shook my head.

“She canceled class today for personal reasons,” I answered. My next class isn’t

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2. Werewolf History. But I do need to go to Headmaster Prescott’s office to speak with her

to the couch. I noticed the coffee table was covered in math books

said, waving at her as I turned to

was proving to be quite difficult. As soon as I

of her. I couldn’t believe someone as hateful and cruel as Sarah

shuddered at the

could have ignored her as I walked by, but that

are you doing here?” I asked as I approached

shot back, her

Headmaster Prescott? Is she

sure she’ll welcome

face warmed at her

of Tiffany Prescott coming from her office door. I looked up to see her

her phone and not giving us a

rolled her eyes and glanced at me.

in, Lila,” she said, stepping aside for me to

to her and walked

for you?” She asked as she shut the door.

around her desk and sat in her chair. She peered at me

ato

a sweet girl; she transferred from Emerson. 4.0 GPA at her old school; I heard nothing but

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classes. Transferring in the middle of the school year is a little overwhelming for her and she’s already behind,” I explained.

Prescott gave me a

idea,” she agreed. “Is that

I think it’s unfair that she must live off campus. She’d be able to get the best schoolwork done if she were here full-time. She’s already behind

me in with her eyes. I couldn’t read the expression on her face, but she was quiet for a long moment. “You know she’s a fairy, right?” She finally asked, keeping her tone even. “Since when does a student species matter?” I asked, furrowing my brows together. “It’s the 21(st) century, Headmaster. If we can welcome vampires, bears, and even some witches, we can welcome fairies as well.”

what I mean, Lila,” she said, sighing. “I’ve tried to get her a room

“Then make them-

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first,” she said, stopping my words. She didn’t raise her voice, but her tone was powerful

just not fair,” I murmured,

you are. By tutoring her and catching her up on her assignments, you are helping her a lot. She still has access to everything a regular student has access to.

door swung open and a dark and familiar sense washed over me. Telling from how tense Headmaster Prescott just got, I knew exactly who was standing behind

having a student meeting,” Alpha Jonathan said. from behind

peered up at him; his eyes flashed with recognition as he glared

a fake kindness I had to stifle an eye

felt. I turned back to Headmaster Prescott and forced a smile. “I’ll leave so you can talk.” “Actually, you can stay, Lila,”