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

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

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

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

got cold in here…” the words of that young warrior

body and shivering; he stared wide-eyed at Jazzy as

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long while and she admired

frowning. There was genuine concern on

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

a few droplets of her tears to fall inside.

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

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

a woman?” His brows rose at her question

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

lip, chewing on it as she looked him

nice face. But the scent of purity was evident to her. She

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

whisper into him, allowing her breath to tickle the

could see the hairs on his arms

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

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

if he was afraid, they’d be overheard. A smile tugged at the corner of

stifled it. She ran her fingers up to his neck

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

and kissed her ravenously. He conquered her

enter her mouth; he kissed her like he was thirsty,

strong arms around her curvy waist and pulled

wanted him to have a little taste of what he

Douglas had

nape of her neck; she even let out

His strong hands had searched her

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

at her, was enough for

so he could be buried in her breasts.

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

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

mouth curiously while running

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

song. She enjoyed the

as she continued to kiss him; he was completely hooked

at her lips at the very

flesh of his chest, she heard him gasping with her kiss. But she didn’t stop kissing him,

pool of blood, dripping down her forearm and soaking

feet. He gasped again as pain seared him

with his blood. His entire body