My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 0352 Lila’s POV X I was taken aback by Professor Xander’s cruel words. I never expected him to go easy on me so for him to assume that’s what I wanted was upsetting. If anything, I liked the challenge. I’ve never been one to shy away from a good challenge and I wasn’t going to start today.

Xander smirked.

“I’m changing the rules for you, Miss Lila,” Xander continued as he measured me with his eyes. “I’ve heard about you. Ah. Yes. I’ve heard everything about you and what you can do. I also heard about your incident with a student last year. Let me be clear... that won’t be happening again

this year.” I furrowed my brows together; was he talking about the incident with Becca? How did he even find out about that? It was supposed to be kept quiet.

“Your training will be different than the other students. Your training won't include your wolf. If you shift into your wolf, you will be penalized. All of your combat will be done in human form.” “I can’t shift?!” I gasped, staring up at him in disbelief.

He can’t just take away my ability to use my wolf. This was a combat class, but this was also a shifting class in a shifting academy.

“It’s a shifting class,” I spoke my thoughts out loud. “How do you expect

me to pass the class and not shift?” “Your lessons will be solely on combat.

We will be using various weapons and hand combat,” he explained, keeping his tone even. “The usage of your wolf is forbidden. Am I understood?” I stared at him for a moment longer, Val grew incredibly uneasy at the sound of his words, but she kept quiet.

I managed a head nod.

“Good,” he said, turning away from me and walking toward the back of the arena.

I took that as my cue to follow him; he was my partner for the semester after all.

Once we were away from everyone else, he turned toward me and placed his

hands behind his back. He stared at me with a blank expression.

I rose

if

he said

stared at him for a moment longer, his expression

language. I haven't seen you fight before so I'd like you to hit me.” “I could hurt you,” I said to

tall and broad man who towered over me, but I’ve

before. I was confident that I could hurt him and the thought of hurting a professor left me feeling

won't,” he said, sounding

that made

got into my usual fighting stance and lifted my clenched fists; he remained unmoved,

the direction of his face and just as I was about to make contact, my fist hit nothing but air. I nearly

footing, I stared up at

he ordered, taking his

chest, and I

his face, but this time I actually fell

moved at

you doing that?” I asked as I sat up on the

is knowing your opponent's next move. Yours are predictable. With your feet’s placement and the movement of your body, I know exactly where you are

going to tell him that I'm usually fast, but before I could get a word out, he was grabbing my arm, twisting it, spinning me around, and burying my face into the ground.

remained on the

as he put more pressure on my body.

side of my face, making

knee dug into my back. Pain was instantly shooting through my body; Val was desperate to emerge and help me,

a professor; he couldn’t seriously hurt me. I could handle this on my own; there was a lesson in here and I was going to