My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 490

Chapter 490

Chapter 0490 Rachel chewed the inside of her cheek, wincing as pain coursed through her body but she made no movement to hunch over and scream like she wanted to. She was thankful the girls couldn’t see the darkness leaving Rachel’s body like .

Rachel could see it.

When she got back to her dorm, she was pleased to see that Becca was in her room and Alex was sleeping on the couch. His phone rested over his chest and heavy snores left his nose, making Rachel roll her eyes.

She disliked this guard; she found him arrogant and annoying. She didn’t just feel that way because of the darkness that consumed her; she felt this way long before that. She snuck into Lila’s bedroom; she kept the light off, just in case. Which was fine because she could see fine in the dark; especially since she

i was consumed by this darkness. It heightened her senses and made her "more capable; and stronger. \ She knew this bracelet that the voice spoke of; she saw Lila wearing it all the time. The idea of Lila not wearing it currently seemed ridiculous, but she had to check anyway. \ Lila’s wooden and beautifully engraved jewelry box sat on her dresser across the room. Another wave of pain coursed through her, making her grip the bed and gasp out in short and quick breaths.

“Did you find it?” The voice asked urgently.

yet...” Rachel said in

running out of time; hurry!” Rachel wasn’t sure what would happen once time ran out, but she certainly did not want to find out. She went toward

colors. pol As she rummaged her fingers traced along something that instantly soothed some of the pain she felt and calmed the darkness down.

The agonizing pain eased.

the bedroom swung open, and the light turned

as I

over my jewelry box,

mother had given me before I left for college, and my

together, very confused, and

I asked, narrowing my eyes at her. i “I was looking for something,” she said, giving me an innocent smile. “I thought maybe you had it, but I guess not.” “Why would I have something of yours?”

you found it and thought it was yours,” she said, forcing an awkward laugh. “I didn’t mean to intrude. I did knock first, but you weren't here.” She quickly

sorry,”

I didn’t mind her being in my room, I was ¥ just a little thrown off and I feel a bit invaded. But I was too tired to think about