My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Lila’s POV
This wasn’t what I had in mind. But I was glad that Connie was open to at least seeing Tyler. Maybe she
won’t want to reject him once she spoke to him.
Enzo was thinking she was going to regardless, but I’d like to think maybe not.
“Can’t you wait until after the date to reject him?” I asked a couple of hours later while I was helping
Connie get dressed.
I already had her entire outfit planned already and she looked super cute, as much as I hated to admit
it. Though, I kind of liked her a little more now that I knew she wasn’t in love with Enzo. Not that it
mattered much anyways.
Enzo liked having sex with me, but he doesn’t want me as a mate. I’m a Volana wolf and he’s made it
perfectly clear that he doesn’t want a Volana as a mate.
“Why would I wait?” Connie asked, raising her brows as she peered at me through the mirror while she
did her makeup. “It would only worsen the pain. He knows the rejection is coming.”
“But you might change you mind…”
“For the hundredth time, Lila, I’m not going to change my mind,” she said firmly. “Besides, this is what’s
best for the both of us anyway. We aren’t right for each other”
“Of course, you are right for each other,” I nearly shouted. “You are goddess-fated mates. She created
you for each other.”
“If that were true then what about you and Enzo? You two don’t exactly look like a happy couple.”
I felt my face warm at her words.
“It’s complicated,” I said in return, folding my arms across my chest. I wasn’t in the mood to fight about
this, but if she wanted a fight, then I would give her one.
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“Well, this is complicated too,” she said, returning to her makeup. “I don’t expect you to understand.

You grew up in a loving home with an adoring family and a pack that cherished you. I didn’t have any of
that stuff. I have to earn my respect and my place in the pack. Bringing home an Omega mate would do
the opposite.”
My heart ached at her logic. She was giving up her fated mate to appease a pack that didn’t respect or
even like her it seemed. Her family was awful, and they were desperately trying to turn her into
somebody she was not.
I hated that she had to go through that, and I was upset with Enzo for not telling me sooner about all
the struggles Connie was going through. Maybe I wouldn’t have hated her for so long and so hard too.
Maybe I could have been better to her and treated her with understanding instead of hospitality.
However, she has been after my mate for a while. But now I know it wasn’t because she was in love with
Enzo and wanted to be with him, it was because she felt pressured into marrying an Alpha and
becoming a Luna.
After Connie finished with her makeup, I was in awe of how beautiful she looked. It wasn’t often that I
saw her outside of workout clothing or warrior gear. But seeing her in a beautiful dress that fell just
above her knees, with loose straps that fell around her shoulders, I couldn’t believe how gorgeous she
was.
The dress hugged her every curve and made her boobs look bigger.
Her dark strands of hair were pulled out of her face in a sleek low ponytail. She had no hair out of place,
and I was oddly impressed with her ability to do that.
She didn’t wear a heavy layer of makeup, but it took her a while to do her makeup. She must have
mastered the art of a natural look using makeup.
I wanted to make a sly comment about her dressing up just to reject her mate, but I chose not ot
because I didn’t want her to change or undo anything.
“Let’s get this over with,” she muttered as she walked toward the bathroom door to enter the living
room where Enzo was waiting for us.
Enzo and I were planning on going with them on their date, but only watching them from a distance.
We just wanted to make sure everything went smoothly. We both wore evening clothing as well. I wore
a black dress with straps that went around my neck and pockets stitched in the front.
Enzo wore a black button-down shirt without a tie and black business pants.
I hated how good he looked. It was driving both Val and me crazy.
“I told him to meet you at the restaurant,” I explained to Connie who was inquiring about where Tyler
was.
Her frown only deepened.
“He couldn’t even pick me up?” She asked, rolling her eyes. “Pathetic.”
“It was my idea,” I said quickly. “He wanted to come but I told him it would be better if you just met
him. Just in case.”
“Whatever,” she muttered. “I just want to get this over and done with.”
“Just get through dinner before you make any decisions,” I pleaded.
She said nothing.
We left for the restaurant shortly after. Enzo drove.
The restaurant was right on the waterfront and overlooked the beautiful ocean. It was still light out, so
the sun reflected off the water, making it glisten beautifully. There were outdoor lights veiled over the
building and expanding out down the cobblestone walkway, over our heads like a bridge.