My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 281 He Still Won’t Talk

Lila’s POV

“Where?” I asked, quickly standing to my feet. “Where is this darkness?”

“I cannot say,” she said, a quizzical look in her eyes. “Darkness is such a powerful force that it feels as if it is everywhere, and yet nowhere.”

“But you are sure that it’s here?”

“Yes,” she answered. “As sure that I am that you and I are here.”

“I thought the purpose of the barrier was to keep darkness out,” I said, shaking my head with frustration. “I don’t understand how it can be here.”

“My mother explained that we cannot banish or destroy darkness. If darkness was already here before the barrier, it will remain. Maybe not be as powerful, and it might feel a bit of discomfort being within this barrier, but it will not be destroyed. If given the right tools, it can be strong again.”

“The right tool? What kind of tool are you talking about?” I asked.

“There are many,” she answered. “The most powerful is the moonstone.”

My heart fell into my stomach upon hearing her words.

“I thought the moonstone was for protection?” I asked. “How can it give darkness power?”

“The Moonstone is a powerful tool that could protect or destroy. Depending on who wields it and who what it’s used for.”

I rubbed my bare wrist; my mother had given me a moonstone bracelet on my 16(th) birthday; it was supposed to be meant to protect me. I took it off days ago and stored it in my jewelry box, forgetting to put it back on.

I rushed to the jewelry box that sat on my dresser. Opening it, I began to rummage through it.

“Where is it…” I murmured to myself.

The bracelet… it was gone. I could have sworn I put it in here.

Shaking my head, I stumbled away from the box.

“I mustn’t stay in this form. If I’m gone from the barrier for too long, it won’t remain, and dark magic will be able to enter.”

“You are able to keep dark magic away?” I asked, looking at her. My heart was racing as the realization that my moonstone bracelet had gone clouded my brain.

She nodded her head once.

“Dark magic cannot enter the barrier and the magic that was here previously has been banished. But darkness itself remains.”

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to do?” I asked. “I think whoever darkness is using

Her brightness was intensifying, and I knew she was leaving. “You

turned into an orb of light and flew

how could I find out who that is? I thought I put it in my jewelry box, but

speak with

wanted to be with him and have him hold me in his arms. I wanted to tell

with you,”

should stay here where it’s safe,”

killer is still here,” I said, sitting up in bed. “Nobody

them unprotected when they and the ga mmas think they are safe. We will speak when I return from the police station;

with you right now,” I found

know,” he sighed. “Me too. But soon, my love. I promise. For right now, get some rest.

you too,” I said, feeling

in silence. I wasn’t sure I’d be able

by keeping me in here. The longer I’m here, the more danger she will be in,” Xander spat as my father drew his claws and swiped across Xander’s already

you dare threaten my daughter,” my father seethed through his

Xander was shackled and thrown in a dirty cell. There was a pool of blood beneath him, and his body was

alone was stomach-wrenching, but the scent made me want to

had never actually been down here before. I’m not even sure how I ended up

looked more than

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a threat,” he coughed;

father ordered.

“I cannot,” Xander hissed.

“Why.”

I did,” Xander retorted.

danger? Who would be

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mouth to speak and ask that very question, but

father grabbed him by the throat and lifted him off the ground; Xander struggled against him, coughing

will continue to torture you

his head weakly and glared at my father

she fights it, she will always

his eyes flickered at me, making

you know it to be true,” he said the words as if he was speaking directly to

he lowered his head and

over him, covered in his blood. Beta Ethan appeared at the cell gates, standing beside me. But it was like he didn’t see me. My father turned to face him and could

asked, peering down