My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Lila’s POV
“Everybody needs to get off their phones!” Professor Enzo’s voice was deep and boomed across the
arena.
I couldn’t even move; my entire body felt frozen as I stared at the picture on Becca’s phone. I glanced
around the arena only to be met with a bunch of curious and shocked expressions. Everybody was
staring at me.
Sarah and her friend were chuckling as they were glaring at me.
“That’s one way to get ahead…” I heard her muttering.
Professor Enzo grabbed Becca’s phone to look at the photo; I hadn’t even realized he was approaching
us. His jaw twitched as he took in the photo.
“This is terrible photoshop skills,” he said, shaking his head as he gave Becca her phone back. “You can
clearly see the outlining around my body. Someone is really trying hard to spread nasty rumors.”
Everybody pulled their eyes from me to look back at the picture, assessing it.
“He’s right… this is terrible photoshop,” someone murmured.
“How pathetic. Why go to that many lengths to spread this kind of rumor?” another said, shaking their
head.
Sarah’s mouth was nothing more than a thin line as her obvious plan was unraveling. I couldn’t help the
smile that twitched at the corner of my mouth.
“I almost thought for a minute that you actually kissed Professor Enzo,” Becca laughed from beside me,
averting my attention from Sarah to her. “Although, I wouldn’t have been surprised. He’s so handsome.
Anyone would be lucky to be able to kiss him. A lot of women around here want to.”
“Really?” I asked, raising my brows. “Because of how handsome he is?”
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“That and because he’s very young; he’s only 23,” Becca explains. My eyes widened; I knew he looked
young, but I didn’t think he was that young. “He’s also the strongest and toughest professor at this
school. Which is to be expected considering he is an Alpha.”
“He’s an Alpha?” I asked in surprise; I had no idea. He must know my father then. I couldn’t help but
look back at Professor Enzo who was busy showing some students new moves.

“Yes,” Becca answered. “I believe he’s the Alpha of the Calypso Pack.”
The Calypso Pack.
That was the pack my mother was born in; her parents were from the Calypso Pack. I remembered, from
when I was young, that their former Alpha was Blaise, the most powerful shifter in the universe.
I wondered how Enzo became their Alpha.
The thought was quickly brushed from my mind as class concluded.
“I’m starving…” Becca said as she gathered her belongings. “We should get some lunch.”
“I’ll be there in a minute,” I tell her, glancing over my shoulder at Enzo who was typing something on his
phone. He had a stern expression; his eyebrow twitching only slightly. “I need to talk to the professor
about something.”
“Okay,” Becca said giving me a half-wave. “Then I’ll see you in a bit.”
She turned and left the arena with the others, leaving me alone with Professor Enzo.
“Professor?” I say, stepping closer to him. He glanced up at his phone to look at me, narrowing his eyes.
“I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for this mess…”
“It’s been dealt with,” he muttered, showing me his phone. “I got the picture taken down.”
I rose my brows in shock; that was so quick. When he saw my shocked expression, a smirk appeared on
his lips.
“I know the guy who runs this platform,” he explained. “He took it down without question.”
“Thank you,” I said to him, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief.
I went to turn away, but his voice stopped me.
“I was trying to figure out why you looked so familiar to me and then when I saw you fighting, I realized
who you were,” he said. I could feel his eyes on the back of my head and knew how intently he was
staring at me even before I turned around to face him. “You are Alpha Bastien’s daughter.”
It wasn’t a question.
I nodded my head once.
“You know my father?”
“He’s one of the strongest and fiercest Alphas,” Enzo said; his expression was hard to read. “I can tell
that you’ve trained under him.”
“For my entire life,” I say, staring down at the ground almost sheepishly. I wasn’t sure why I was feeling
embarrassed suddenly. “My father is my role model… as is my mother.”
He said nothing to that; he just stared at me for another short while. Soon, he turned away to clean up
his belongings. I stood there for a moment, unsure of what to say.
“I’m actually having a birthday party this weekend,” I tell him before I could grasp what I was saying. His
body tensed for a moment, and he looked over his shoulder to glance at me. “A lot of Alphas will be
there. I’m turning 18, so it’ll be a big bash in Elysium. You’re invited, of course. All Alphas are.”
“Is that so?” Another smirk appeared on his lips, causing my heart to somersault.
“Yes,” I answer, pleased that my voice didn’t sound strained. “Of course, you don’t have to. But I figured
I’d offer the invite.”
When he didn’t say anything in response, I took that as my cue to leave. I turned away, feeling awkward,
and started to walk toward the exit.
“Should I bring anything?” He asked before I could leave.
I paused; my breathing got caught in my throat.
“Just yourself,” I say, instantly regretting how lame I sounded.
I left without another word.
…
“I can’t believe my daughter is turning 18,” my mother breathed as she wrapped me in her arms. I
smiled into her embrace. It felt good to be home after a few weeks of living at the academy.
Higala Shifter Academy was about an hour’s drive from Elysium, so I had to live in a dorm room. I tried
to come home most weekends though.
“How do you feel? Any changes?” My father asked, eyeing my features carefully.
I thought about it for a moment before answering; typically, when a wolf was about to make an