My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 0340 Lila’s POV rif “But first, tell me why you think he hates Volana wolves,” Diana said, staring at me with sadness in her eyes.

I didn’t like talking about this, but at the same time, it’s a lot of stuff that I've been holding in. What better person to tell other than my mate's mother? She had such a comforting and yet familiar aura to her. She made me feel safe, and I knew I could talk to her about anything.

She was very kind, and I suddenly grew upset that I didn’t know her sooner.

Enzo has been hiding her basically and the thought hurt my heart.

Did he not trust me enough to be around his mother? They obviously have a great relationship. Why didn’t — he want me near her until now? I'sighed and tugged my fingers nervously as I thought about how to answer her question.

“When we first discovered that we were mates, he was cold toward me. I didn’t tell him I was a Volana, but I didn’t hide it either. I later found out that he was doing research on Volana wolves. He was doing research on me...” I paused to gather my thoughts.

I met her eyes and saw how unbothered she was. She didn’t even look phased by this information.

“He told me he was going to reject me once my wolf was strong enough. I had

rejection is incredibly painful and

went into a deep sleep broke my heart into a million

Your wolf wouldn't abandon you if she could help it.” “He wanted to wait until my wolf was

said, shaking her head.

she meant. 1 “Whether he rejects you now, or rejects you 10 years from now, it wouldn’t make a difference. It would still hurt, but you’d bounce back. You already seem

was waiting to see what happens in the future. He didn’t want to make any decisions right now, afraid that he’d regret them later. So, he held off on rejecting you; giving you excuses

that?” I asked, raising my brows at

smiled thoughtfully, but then shook her head. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

can read it on his face,” she said in return. “There’s not much he can

thought more about the things Enzo had once said to me. I was marked by him now; he

the memory of how cruel he

about this with his mother left

a

has a big heart and it’s always

of something in her eyes that I could only describe as