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 cried and stared up

soft tune her mother used to sing

same time that she hummed the night

words of that young warrior broke through her

he stared wide-eyed at Jazzy as she

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while and she admired

he said, frowning. There was genuine concern on

a pretty face. “Are you okay?” She walked over to the

her room and allowed a few droplets of her tears to fall inside. She heard it

turned to Douglas and gave him a sweet and yet seductive

said, stepping closer to him, swaying her hips and

a woman?” His brows rose at her question as he

sure I understand your question, madam,” he said, annoyingly formal.

lip, chewing on it as she looked

a nice face. But the scent of purity was evident

his bicep and closed the gap between them. “I mean…” she began, leaning

allowing her breath to tickle the side of his

on his arms standing

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

shirt and gripped his shirt gently. “I…I have not…” he stammered, his

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

it. She ran her fingers up to his neck and rested her palm on

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

lips. He crashed his mouth into hers and kissed her ravenously.

her mouth;

curvy waist and pulled her into him;

taste of what he was missing, and she wanted it

Douglas had broken his kiss from her

tongue down the nape of her neck; she even let out a small moan to

had searched her body, desperate to get her clothing

that had unbuttoned her blouse, to give him a better view of

looked at her, was enough for

he could be buried in her

nipples making her throw her head back

as he kissed up her chest and went back to kissing her

explore his mouth curiously while running her fingers up his bare chest

her palm to his heart and felt it

it was pumping to the beat of a song. She enjoyed the

kiss him; he was completely hooked to

of drug. A smile tugged at her lips at the very thought of it. Just as

him gasping

pool of blood, dripping

gasped again as pain seared him and

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