I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Third Person POV

Word had quickly gotten back to Jazzy that her spell had worked. All witches and those who were gifted

by the moon goddess were powerless at the Higala school for shifters. That pleased her greatly. It

meant that she was a step closer to riding the world of Volana wolves forever. Of course, this wasn’t

something she’d be able to do alone. Not even Alpha Jonathan and his henchmen could help her with

this next step. It takes something incredibly powerful and dark to take out all the Volanas. In order to do

this, she needed to summon an old friend. Though, his visits don’t often come without a price. Hence

why she hadn’t summoned him in years, but now that the full red moon was soon arriving, she knew

she couldn’t wait much longer. Douglas, a young warrior in Alpha Jonathan’s pack, appointed to her

protection, stood at her side as she ordered of him. He was no older than 18; a freshly new gamma

warrior, and perfect for what she needed. She could smell his innocence from miles away and that

pleased her very much. The Alpha did say that she could help herself to do whatever she needed, and

this was exactly what she needed. She stood at the window of the room she was given, staring up at the

moonlight and allowing the rays to dance off her bright and radiant features. She closed her eyes and

thought about the day her parents died. She had watched with her own eyes as a Volana wolf bit into

their raw flesh and tore them both to pieces. Their magic wasn’t strong enough to defend themselves

and Jazzy had screamed at the top of her lungs at the sight of her parents meeting their fatal end. It

was her older sister, Hazel, who had covered Jazzy’s eyes from the gruesome scene and then got her

out of there before the Volana wolf turned its attention, and sharp canines, to them. Jazzy had a mixture

of emotions running through her, but the one that stuck with her was anger. Of course, at the time, she

didn’t want to admit such a thing. While others around their village, including her sister, mourned the

death of her beloved parents, Jazzy was stewing in her own anger. Furious that such a thing could

happen and not a thing was getting done about it. It was during that time, that Jazzy had wept. The

tears that escaped her eyes and soaked over her young features were filled with hatred; they were filled

with anger. They were filled with darkness. It was those memories and that hatred that filled the tears

she cried while staring up at the moonlight. They were tears that were filled with so much darkness that

darkest of demons. As she

sing to her as a child. A

it was the same time that she hummed the night she summoned him for the first

in here…” the words of

he stared

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she admired that he was bold enough to

said, frowning. There was genuine concern on his

pretty face. “Are you okay?” She walked over to the small black cauldron she

few droplets of

was no heat applied. She turned to Douglas and

Douglas…” she said, stepping closer to him, swaying her hips and drawing his

the touch of a woman?” His brows rose at her question

not sure I understand your question, madam,” he said, annoyingly formal. She

lip, chewing on

large muscles and a nice face. But the scent of purity was evident to her.

them. “I mean…” she began, leaning toward

him, allowing her breath to tickle the side of

She could see the hairs on his arms standing and his

he closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. She ran her slender

shirt and gripped his shirt gently. “I…I have

whisper as if he was afraid, they’d be overheard. A

up to his neck and

His breathing had deepened, as did hers. It was he who had closed

hers and kissed her ravenously. He conquered

was quick to enter her mouth; he kissed

wrapped his strong arms around her curvy waist and pulled her into

to have a little taste of what he was missing, and

had broken his kiss from her mouth and

the nape of her neck; she even let

His strong hands had searched her body, desperate to get

him

at her, was enough for her to

his head and pushed him into her chest so he could

making her throw her head back in pure satisfaction. She ran

up her chest and went back to kissing her lips.

mouth curiously while running

his heart and

song. She enjoyed the feeling of it; she enjoyed it

had curved as she continued to kiss him; he was completely hooked to her like

at her lips at the very thought of

him gasping with her kiss.

stop kissing her. She felt the warm pool of blood, dripping down her forearm and soaking

around their feet. He gasped again as pain seared him and her fingers dug deeper into

red and soaked with his blood. His entire body stilled as