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

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

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

all of her life; it was the same time that she hummed the night

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

his arms around his body and shivering; he stared wide-eyed

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she admired

on his face. Men were so easily

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

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

to Douglas and gave him a sweet and yet

to him, swaying

of a woman?” His brows

question, madam,” he

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

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

bicep and closed the gap between them. “I

him, allowing her breath to tickle the side of his face. “Have

arms standing and his entire

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

his shirt and gripped his shirt

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

ran her fingers up to his neck and rested her palm on his

It was he who

into hers and kissed her ravenously. He conquered

His tongue was quick to enter her

her curvy waist and pulled her into him; she allowed

taste of what he was missing, and she wanted it

had broken his kiss from her mouth and

of her neck; she even let out a small

His strong hands had searched her body,

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

for her to crave him. She placed

and pushed him into her chest so he

exposed nipples making her throw her head

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

curiously while running her fingers up his bare chest

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

the beat of a song. She enjoyed the feeling of

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

A smile tugged at her lips at the very thought of

flesh of his chest, she heard him gasping with her kiss. But

She felt the warm pool of blood, dripping down her forearm

seared him and her fingers dug deeper

blood. His entire body stilled as she pulled her lips