My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 0469 Lila's POV It's been an hour and Rachel hasn't left her room. I felt awful for upsetting her. She was right; I had no right to question her like that.

I'm not sure what came over me and I felt so ashamed. Becca was already in bed sleeping and I could see the faint light under Rachel's door, indicating that she was awake. I knocked I on her door lightly and I heard her faint voice saying, “Come in.” I took a deep breath before opening the door and poking my head in. She was curled up on her bed and her eyes were I red like she’s been crying. It made my heart squeeze painfully in my chest; I had hurt her. “ Hey..” I said softly. When she didn’t say anything, I stepped into her room. “Rachel, I'm so sorry,” I breathed, shutting the door behind me. “I was a total monster, and you didn't deserve that. You were right; it wasn’t my business. He's your father and I don’t have a right to tell you what to do.” “He wants to have a better relationship with me...” she murmured, lowering her gaze. “I want to give him a chance to redeem himself.” “l understand that

completely. I'm sorry I gave you the third degree...” “I know you don't trust Alpha Jonathan, but he's not that bad, Lila. He saved my father's business. Without him, my father would have gone bankrupt. We owe him a lot for that,” she said, meeting my eyes. Suddenly, I was getting a weird feeling. Alpha Jonathan always had an alternative motive when it came to things like that. He's a wealthy businessman and owns basically everything; what would he want with a small restaurant I that was on the verge of bankruptcy? I wanted I to ask her, but I decided it was probably better I if I didn't. So, I kept my mouth shut. “Can you please just give them a chance? For me?” I sighed, not wanting to argue with her anymore. “Sure,” I said, forcing a small smile. “I will give them a chance, for you.” She smiled widely at me and leaped to her feet, running toward me and wrapping her arms around me.

‘Thank you, Lila,” she breathed. I hugged her back, but I couldn't shake that nasty feeling that was bubbling in the pit of my stomach.

The next day.

committee meeting of the year. I was beyond excited but also incredibly nervous. I learned a lot about these things from my father. When I was young, I used to sit in on his Alpha meetings, so I knew how to speak in front of small crowds and get my points across effectively. I just hoped enough students wanted to

eating our breakfast and talking about the committee. Rachel hadn't joined us yet, but at the table sat Brody, Becca, and our new fairy friend, Kay. She had just told me she wanted to join as well, so at least we were one

of every breakfast food imaginable. Most of the time I'm usually in the calypso pack by now, but Enzo had a few things to do this morning, and I wanted to brainstorm some of Monday's meeting with my friends, so we decided not to return until later this afternoon. My father was still at the pack interrogating Xander and searching for Jazzy with the warriors. My I mother was still in the rogue village keeping the shield in place while Hazel recovers in the hospital.

awake and gone this morning. “I haven't seen her at all since yesterday,” Brody answered. Becca looked at him and then narrowed her eyes like she was just remembering something. “So... you and Sarah, huh?” She then asked, making me nearly choke on the bacon I just put in my mouth. Brody froze and looked at her; I could see the redness intensifying around his face. “ Why did you tell me you were mates?” Becca proceeded to ask. “I didn't tell anyone besides Lila,” he admitted. “I guess it was because I was still trying to figure out my feelings.” What's to figure out? You are mates. Your wolf will automatically love her regardless of who she is,” Becca shrugged as she took a bite of her eggs. “How did you hide this from her?” He was quiet for a moment, and I watched as he

her since I found out she was my mate over the summer. But when everyone's powers went away during the election...” “ I Yours did too...” Becca finished for him; I realization dawned on her. “She sensed you at I that moment.” She didn't phrase it as a question, but he still nodded as an answer anyway. “Did you get a chance to talk to her?” I asked, peering up at him. He was quiet for another moment like he was trying to figure out how to answer that question. “Not exactly,” he murmured. “Not