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

instead, it flashed: Bri. I was happy she called, but I was really hoping it’d

the results?” “A lot has

“Do tell; I could use the distraction.” “Well, you know how I suspected that

minds?” I asked. She gasped. “Don’t tell me she actually

could hear her. “More than that,” I told her.

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at this school are powerless and all spells have been

“Yeah, like everyone

back,” I explained. “That’s

knows; at least not yet.” “That’s insane,” Bri breathed. “So, what’s going

Sarah?” “Get this… Headmaster Prescott grounded her.” Brianna

“Grounded?” She chuckled. “Yeah; she can’t go anywhere besides her classes,

meals, the library for studying, and

you are the president of the committee?” “By default, yes,”

would have won regardless; there’s no better president than

that,” I laughed. “So, how’s your mate?” She asked and I knew she was wiggling

sure you

weird

I’m fine… honestly.” “Bri… he was your mate and

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

she was going to hang up. “I will be okay,” she corrected herself. “Until then, I don’t mind

opened my mouth to reply but then I

the dorm opening and then shutting. I soon heard

back,” I said

you always,” I said in return just before clicking the end button and

from my bed and ran to my bedroom door, swinging it open. I

on the couch with Becca. Alex, per usual, was

a book. I had to stifle an

on Rachel who smiled pleasantly at me. “Congrats on

found myself asking. She frowned,

about you. You weren’t answering your

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

Jonathan, Rachel. They

“I don’t need your permission

all the stuff he put you through growing up?” I asked, moving closer to her.

her eyes at me. “He’s changed.” “Guys

trust him.” “You don’t have to trust him.

She was quiet for a

are going into business together;

“What’s with the third degree?” She

not—” “Yes, you are,” she interrupted. “I don’t ask you where you are every second of

one fucking my professor unlike you. Stay out of my business.”

slamming the door shut behind her and leaving Becca and me in