My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 0517 Lila’s POV The walk from Enzo’s faculty house to the student lounge felt like an eternity long. Headmaster Prescott and the police thought it was a good idea to have a gamma warrior escort me; I quickly suggested that it was to be Alex who escorted me because he was the only gamma warrior who knew where I was.

Of course, I didn’t tell them the last part.

I'just told them I felt more comfortable with a gamma that I knew well, and that Alex was the closest one I had at this school. Headmaster Prescott thankfully didn’t argue.

Alex was at the door to Enzo’s house within 15 minutes. He didn’t look pleased to have to sneak over to the faculty housing and escort me to the student lounge, but I also wasn’t pleased to need an escort.

I wished Enzo could come with me, but I knew that he couldn’t.

I hugged him and kissed him goodbye before heading outside with Alex. He walked behind me while we went across the campus. I held my head down, feeling like a complete criminal even though I didn’t do anything wrong.

But I couldn’t help the knot that kept tightening in my stomach. They were going to be questioning me; I just hoped Enzo didn’t get brought up during this questioning. I’m not sure I'd be able to lie my way around my relationship with him.

It was weird walking across an empty campus. It was like a complete ghost town; it was depressing and unlike the school that I have come to know and love so dearly. Only a few gamma warriors patrolled the campus and when they looked at me, I saw a look of utter disapproval, like they had already convicted me of this crime.

After what felt like a lifetime, we reached the student lounge. It didn’t even look like it was open; typically, there would be lights on the door and in the windows; they were light-up signs that brought color and life to the lounge. But they were all turned off; it was dreary.

Alex was the one who opened the door for me and when I stepped inside, I saw that there were only a few lights on and it was completely quiet. A few cops were sitting at one of the tables and a man wasn’t wearing a cop’s uniform, but he was seated next to Headmaster Prescott, and they were murmuring to one another, looking over some notes it appeared.

into the lounge and toward them. The couple of copies that sat at a table beside one another were also looking up from their tablets to almost glare

chill went down my spine

I stifle a shiver.

a kind smile while motioning to the seat in front of the table she

Detective Sanchez,”

a smile, hoping that it didn’t seem

as she eyed me carefully. “The Detective just wants to ask some questions.” “It’s the procedure,” Detective Sanchez said, agreeing. He didn’t sound angry, just busy. He didn’t bother looking at me; he was

know this is a lot

Prescott said softly, but she glanced at the detective while she

only grunted in response, making her press her lips

name?” The detective asked,

nodded my head

I answered, glad that my voice

the student committee.” “She was just voted the president recently,” Prescott

grunt as

quicker if you allow me to do