My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 0407 Lila’s POV peas “Hello, Lila. How was your weekend" “Oh, hey, Miss Emily,” I said as I approached the art room.

Miss Emily stood outside the door wearing a beautiful, dotted dress that rested just above her knees and a pair of knee-high boots. Her short curly brown hair was pinned out of her face and rested just above her shoulders.

She also wore very light makeup; I liked Miss Emily because she always had such a natural and comforting look. She was very beautiful.

Last year, I remembered she had an obvious crush on Enzo. He never paid

much attention to her though and I knew it upset her. She was young, maybe in her mid-twenties. She was also mate-less.

I know she will find her mate soon though; she’s way too kind-hearted and sweet to go without a mate for much longer. The moon goddess will bless her; I’m sure of it.

But in the meantime, regardless of whatever crush she had on my mate, Miss Emily will always be my favorite art professor.

“It was nice; I spent time with family,” I told her some of the truth, but obviously not all of it.

“How are your parents doing?” “They are doing good. They say hi,” I lied, but she didn’t need to know that.

“Well, tell them I said hello,” she said in return with a pleasant smile. “Would you like to have lunch together this evening? I'd like to hear about your summer as well. We didn’t get a chance to talk much.” “I'would like that,” I said in return.

said, her smile

really have any assigned seating. But I liked a particular section in the classroom; mainly because I could see the front perfectly and yet I wasn’t too close. It was

students in the class

and this

the paint set up in their rightful

enough, I would set up the paint for her. But it seemed she had

class filled up soon after and I said hello to some familiar faces

class near her

of us already excel in

a picture of me. It doesn’t have to be exact; you can be as creative as you'd like. Just make sure it’s appropriate.” She sat down on her stool and did a little pose with a smile, making some of us chuckle. I got started on mixing some

since we’ve returned to redoing her art studio. She took the opportunity, while she needed to fix it anyway, to redo

next month; but for right now, she

more, I can do for her right now.

have to admit, I missed her and the studio, even

heard someone asking; I turned to see the girl sitting on

asked, furrowing my brows

paint to be her exact

a faint smile. “Here, let

stool to join her at her easel, and I picked up the paint I used to create a new color on her pallet, She gasped as the color transformed and turned into Miss