My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

o } Chapter 0415 / “And this particular Coven cares because I Jazzy is my sister.” I closed my eyes, allowing her words to settle in. They seemed surreal, but they almost made sense. Just as I finally found words to speak, there was a knock on the door.

“Are you up for another visitor?” I found myself asking instead of the series of questions I wanted to ask.

“It’s the researcher,” she breathed, sounding exhausted. “I asked him to come here with the protein mix. I'd like to help you.” I was surprised by this; I wasn’t going to make her do this here and now, but it seemed he was already here, wasn’t going to argue so I just gave her a faint smile and nodded as I stood to my feet and went to open the door.

\ The researcher stood outside the door } looking a bit worried as he clutched the mix firmly in his hands.

I I greeted himasI normally would and stepped aside for him to enter the room.

] “Hello, Madam Hazel,” the researcher / said, bowing his head. “I brought the sage you requested along with the mix.” “Good,” she said calmly. “I'm alittle too weak, so I'll need your help.” “Of course; what can I do for you?” The researcher asked, approaching her bedside.

“Burn the sage sticks and walk around the room,” she said slowly. “Make sure the smoke of the sage gets in each corner.” ug »n ats : - h Sure,” he said with a bit of uncertainty in his voice.

and hold

seat beside her I

as the researcher began his journey I around the room, pausing at each corner and making sure the smoke lingered there for

tone, Hazel began to speak in a language I didn’t

me in and caused me to be calmer each second. The

effort, lifted her bruised arms above her head, facing her palms to the ceiling as she spoke a bit louder as if she was speaking

filled my senses and I calmed my

moment was the feeling of her hand on the mixture canteen I held in my hands. I opened my eyes and saw

was also glowing a light green color. I stared in amazement, shocked at what was happening before my

looks in our direction as well, but he continued to circle the room with the sage while

began to move on its own as I ifit were

us were

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