My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

' Chapter 0417 I gazed up at the small window above my head; it was high enough that I couldn’t \ reach it without standing on something.

The light that peered through was fading, I which meant it was becoming dusk i quickly. I knew once night fell completely, I'd be in even more danger.

That’s when the creatures of the night start lurking around because they can blend with the shadows. Like evil rogues, dark witches, vampires, and other rogue shifters.

My heart was pounding at the very thought; it wouldn’t be long before they could smell me and come looking for me.

I doubt Professor Xander properly sealed this barn before he left. Why would he? The whole point of this is to kill me without getting his hands dirty.

I pressed my lips together angrily; I was stupid to try and investigate him by

and I [ ' wouldn’t have ended up in this position, ) 1 fought to stay awake, though it seemed like a losing battle. I was so exhausted, I and felt so weak. I knew something was wrong with me, but this was a feeling I never had before, and I wasn’t sure what to do about it, I'took a deep breath and closed my eyes, focusing on my senses though they weren't particularly strong. If I could just figure out where I

of trees from the

belonged to more than

hopes began to rise that I was about to get out of there, the words I of Xander played in the

one... even if you think they can be trusted, when it comes to

lay in this barn, caged in and weak, I realized that there was nobody around to

approaching this barn was not a friend and

closer and soon, I was starting to hear the murmuring sounds of voices. It sounded like a guy and a girl and once they neared the barn doors, the

the farthest corner of ! the cage, engaging myself with the I shadows that lurked nearby. I might not ~~ § I have the ability to manipulate the shadows, but they still worked in my I favor, and I knew I

a pair of ripped jeans and he was barefoot. His hair was on the longer side, resting just above his shoulders and it looked wet from rain. I hadn't even realized it was raining... or maybe it was sweat? His back was turned from me so I couldn’t get a good look at his face, but I saw deep and gnarly scratches on his back, making me wince. I'm sure

than me. She had long blonde hair, which was also wet, and she I I wore a bra with a pair of jeans that looked I almost designer. She