My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 0449 “No; actually, I came here to say that I think it's unfair that she must live off campus. She'd be able to get the best schoolwork done if she were here full-time. She's already behind and she needs every advantage she can get.” Headmaster Prescott leaned back in her seat and took me in with her eyes. I couldn't read the expression on her face, but she was quiet for along moment.

“You know she’s a fairy, right?” She finally asked, keeping her tone even.

“Since when does a student species matter?” I asked, furrowing my brows together. “It's the 21 (st) century, Headmaster.

If we can welcome vampires, bears, and even some witches, we can welcome fairies as well.” “You know that’s not what I mean, Lila,” she said, sighing. “I've tried to get her a room but unfortunately no student wants to room with her.”

“Then make them—" “I can’t force them to room with someone they don’t want to room with; especially when they were there first,” she said, stopping my words. She didn't raise her voice, but her tone was powerful enough to silence me.

“It's just not fair,” I murmured, staring down at my hands.

“I know you want to help, and you are. By tutoring her and catching her up on her assignments, you are helping her a lot. She still has access to everything a regular student has access to. The only difference is she won't be sleeping here. It won't affect her work if she doesn't let it.” I opened my mouth to say more, but the office door swung open and a dark and familiar sense washed over me. Telling from how tense Headmaster Prescott just got, I knew exactly who was standing behind me.

realize you were having a student meeting,” Alpha

peered up at him, his eyes flashed with recognition as he glared at me “Oh, hello, Lila,” he said with such a fake kindness I had to stifle

voice came out stronger than I felt. I turned back to Headmaster Prescott and forced a smile. “I'll leave so you can talk.” “Actually,

to tell the headmaster about what he saw in

to jump up and

on,” Headmaster

the door open, probably so Sarah could listen

warmer with each passing

you about this mural that is being created under my nose without my consent,” he said through his teeth and as soon as those words left his lips, I felt myself

the mural from happening? We were already collecting photos from

already been created?” Jonathan asked, raising his brows. I had never seen Tiffany Prescott look so small as she does at this very moment. I felt

email—" “They didn't,” he said sharply, cutting