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.

of copies that sat at a table beside

chill went down my spine and

I stifle a shiver.

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

is Detective Sanchez,”

hoping that

not in trouble,” Prescott said, lowering herself into her seat as she eyed me carefully. “The Detective just wants to ask some questions.” “It’s the procedure,” Detective Sanchez said, agreeing. He

this is a lot to

go as gentle as possible,” Prescott said softly, but she glanced at the detective while she said that

her press her

name?” The detective asked, finally looking

my head

sir,” I answered, glad that my

president of the student committee.” “She was just voted the president recently,” Prescott answered before I

annoyed grunt as the

this a lot quicker if you allow me to