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 my

if

me,” he

for a moment longer, his

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

and broad man who towered over me, but

before. I was confident that I could hurt him and the thought of hurting

he said, sounding very sure of

that made me want to

my usual fighting stance and lifted my clenched fists; he remained

about to make contact, my fist hit

footing,

ordered,

and I swallowed the lump in

his face, but this time I actually

at

that?” I asked as I sat

your opponent's next move. Yours are predictable. With your feet’s placement and the movement of your body,

could get a word out, he was grabbing my arm, twisting it, spinning me around, and burying my face into the ground. The motion was so fast, I didn’t see

and his hand remained on the back of my head,

on my body. “You are hurting

my ear, and I felt his hot breath on the side of my face, making my stomach turn. “You were unprepared,

my body; Val was desperate to emerge and help me, but I kept pushing her

me. I could handle this on my own; there was a lesson in