My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 282 He’s My Son

Enzo’s POV

“Do you need my assistance at the police station?” Beta Ethan asked over the phone.

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I was in the car, heading to the station, as we spoke. I couldn’t get the look Lila had given me out of my head. She was so certain that Scott was innocent and oddly enough, as much as I hated Scott, I believed her. I don’t think the son of Alpha Emmet would be capable of cold–blooded murder.

Especially of an innocent girl.

But I also didn’t understand why he would confess to such a crime. I had a feeling that Alpha Emmet would also be at the police station wanting to get answers as well and I needed to be prepared for that.

“No,” I finally said, sighing. “I need you to remain at the pack and make sure everything is okay there. Is Alpha Bastien still there?”

“Yes; he’s still trying to get answers from Xander,” Ethan said, sounding annoyed. “I keep saying it might be time to transfer him to the prison so he can get sentenced for his crimes.”

“He kidnapped Lila,” I reminded my Beta. “Prison would be too good for him.”

“That’s what Alpha Bastien said too. I’m just saying, he’s not talking, and I doubt he’s going to in the future.”

I was starting to have an even weirder feeling about Xander, but I wasn’t going to tell Ethan that. I wondered who he was protecting so much that he’d risk his life over it. No amount of torture was worth it.

“If he doesn’t talk, he will die a slow and painful death,” I said in return.

“Indeed, he will,” Ethan agreed. “Keep me updated on what you find out.”

“I will,” I said. “Talk soon.”

I hung up on that note and threw my phone on my passenger seat. I pressed the gas even harder and made my car go even faster to get there quicker.

Once I pulled into the parking lot, I recognized Emmet’s red Porsche very quickly. I knew he would be here when I arrived; I could only imagine how angry he was over all of this.

I parked the car and walked across the lot until I reached the front entrance. I could almost feel his wrath before entering the police station.

As predicted, Emmet was growling and snarling at one of the front dispatchers.

“I want to see my son, NOW!” Emmet growled, the fur of his wolf breaking through his flesh like razor blades.

He was trying and failing at keeping his wolf under control. The head of his wolf was practically completely formed, and his claws were out, ready to scratch the dispatcher’s eyes out.

“I have orders to keep all visitors away for right now,” the dispatcher said, not looking the least bit phased

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by Emmet’s outburst.

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was used to Alpha Jonathan, and nobody could compare to Jonathan’s outbursts.

Emmet growled

a dangerous criminal who murdered numerous people at a college,” the dispatcher argued

and looked as if he was about to punch the class that separated them. The glass was

and grabbed his arm before he could complete the punch. He struggled against my hold, but I wasn’t going to let

he hissed through his teeth.

said simply. “This isn’t

but this time turning to

in his eyes, pulsating with anger.

said, trying to remain calm. “And we are going to figure

fist. He now sounded defeated and drained. “I know him… he wouldn’t-” His voice

anyone,” I said, lowering my

“You do?”

I nodded once.

too and soon so will Alpha Bastien. We don’t believe that Scott

going to do?” Emmet asked. “He’s my son… he can’t be

so we

through his teeth.

expressed to you feeling

snapped me a look and I worried he would strike at me; I prepared myself in case

he didn’t do this,” he

I need to know the full story in order to help him. I need to know if he’s felt

deep breath, lowering his

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But it’s been a couple of weeks since we last spoke. I should have been more present in

I–made sure to say, keeping my eyes

on him about

his best self,” I said, putting my hand firmly on his shoulder and squeezing it. “He’s going to be the Alpha soon; nobody thinks you were

rotting in jail and about to be

were stored. I shuddered at the thought; that Scott would never survive

a death sentence,” Emmet

who seemed to be watching us

here per orders of Alpha Bastien,

dispatcher narrowed his eyes at

“I can’t-”