I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Lila’s POV

When I got back to my dorm, Becca was already there. She was curled up on the couch and reading a

book. I quickly mindlinked Enzo to let him know I was going back to the dorm knowing that he was

busy helping the board clean up after the election and make sure students were okay. “We’ll meet up

later,” he had told me after telling me how much he loved me. He always knew what to say to make my

heart skip a beat. Becca looked up at me with worried eyes when I entered the room. “Did you find

Brody and Rachel?” She asked. “I found Brody and talked to him,” I told her. “But not Rachel. Someone

told me they saw her leaving campus with her father and Alpha Jonathan.” I couldn’t help but be

worried about her. “Alpha Jonatan?” She asked, raising her brows. “Wasn’t he in a meeting with you and

Sarah?” “Yes, but this was after the meeting,” I told her. Her brows furrowed together. “Why would he

be with them?” She asked. “And what was her father doing here?” “I’m not entirely sure,” I said honestly.

“But I’m kind of worried.” “Did you try calling her?” “I left my phone here,” I told her as I went toward

my bedroom door. “I’ll try her right now.” As I walked into my familiar little room, I felt like I could finally

breathe. It was nice that I was alone after the long day that I had. All I wanted was to curl up in bed and

sleep, but I had so much to do these next few days. I had to get committee members and plan for our

very first meeting. I already knew what I wanted to talk about during this meeting, but I needed a

steady plan for the future. I also needed to make sure Rachel was okay and maybe even speak to Scott.

I couldn’t let him take repercussions about everything and allow his life to be ruined. I shook my head

at the very thought of Sarah manipulating his mind this entire time. He tried to warn me, and I wasn’t

listening to him. My heart squeezed painfully in my chest. He must be so upset; no wonder he’s been

avoiding me lately. I brought up Rachel’s number and attempted to call her, but it went straight to

voicemail. My heart fell into my stomach. I tried her again, but it went to voicemail again. I decided to

text her. “Call me when you can.” I added another text. It’s important.” I sighed and lay on my bed,

staring up at my ceiling and feeling my entire body relaxing into my bed. One thing about this school

was that they supplied very comfortable beds. They felt like clouds and my body nearly melted into the

the bed. Soon, my phone started to ring, and I grabbed it quickly, expecting

happy she called, but

up in bed. “What were the results?” “A lot has happened since

use the distraction.” “Well, you know how I suspected that

“Don’t tell me she actually

her tone like she was afraid someone could hear her. “More

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Witches at this school are powerless

“Yeah, like everyone

their free will back,” I explained. “That’s insane,” she gasped. “How did

“That’s insane,” Bri breathed. “So, what’s going

this… Headmaster Prescott grounded her.” Brianna was

giggles. “Grounded?” She chuckled. “Yeah; she can’t go

for meals, the library for studying, and then her dorm.” “Oh my goddess,” Brianna

the committee?” “By default, yes,” I answered. “A win is

return. “You would have won regardless;

your mate?” She asked and

though. “Are you sure you want to talk about

mind talking about it. I know things are weird considering Alex is following

mate and he

her softly. “It’s okay to not be okay.” She was quiet for a long while and for a

will be okay,” she corrected herself.

best friend talks about her mate.” I opened my mouth to reply but then I heard the front

soon heard Becca speaking

you back later? I think Rachel just got back,” I said quickly into the phone. “Yeah,

said in return just before clicking the end

from my bed and ran to

seated on the couch

book. I had to stifle

me. “Congrats

I found myself asking. She frowned, furrowing her

was worried about you. You weren’t answering your

it shut off,” she shrugged. “What’s the big deal, you aren’t my mother.” “Someone

father and Alpha Jonathan, Rachel. They are both bad news.” “He’s my father,

“I don’t need your permission

you through growing up?” I asked,

eyes at me. “He’s changed.” “Guys like your

I don’t trust him.” “You don’t have to trust him. I do,” she

was quiet for a moment and then she took a

are going into business

“Business? What kind of business?” “What’s with the third degree?” She

“I’m not—” “Yes, you are,” she interrupted. “I don’t

professor unlike you. Stay out of my business.” On that

her room, slamming the door shut behind her and