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

the darkest of demons. As she cried and stared up at

soft tune her mother used to sing to her as a child.

it was the same time that she

here…” the words of that young warrior broke through her

around his body and shivering; he stared wide-eyed at Jazzy as she turned

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while and she admired that he was bold enough to speak

concern on his face. Men were

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

of her tears to fall inside. She heard it sizzle,

was no heat applied. She turned to Douglas and gave him a sweet and yet seductive

said, stepping closer to him, swaying her hips and drawing his eyes to her

a woman?” His brows rose at her question as

question, madam,” he said, annoyingly formal.

while biting onto her plump bottom lip, chewing on it as she

boy with large muscles and a nice face. But the scent of purity

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

her breath to tickle the side of his

the hairs on his arms standing and his entire body tensed. Her tongue

and he closed his eyes, leaning into her touch.

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

was afraid, they’d be overheard. A

to his neck and

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

crashed his mouth into hers and kissed

was quick to enter her mouth; he kissed her like he was thirsty, and

her curvy waist and pulled her

to have a little taste of what he was missing, and she wanted it as well. He

she liked his innocence. Douglas had

neck; she even let out a small moan to show

had searched her body,

had unbuttoned her blouse, to give him a

her, was enough for her to crave him. She

and pushed him into her chest so he could be buried in her breasts.

throw her head back in pure

as he kissed up her chest and went back to kissing her lips. She deepened the

curiously while running

to his heart and felt it beating under her touch. It was a

a song. She enjoyed the feeling of it; she

fingers had curved as she continued to kiss him; he

drug. A smile tugged at her lips at the very

gasping with her kiss.

her. She felt the warm pool

again as pain seared him and her fingers dug deeper into him.

was completely red and soaked with his blood. His entire