My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 0520 It was incredible the effects of a mate bond, well after it’s been established.

Every time I'm with him is like the first time and it was a feeling I never wanted to go away.

I couldn’t fathom the thought of ever losing him; I'm fairly certain it would literally kill me and my wolf. We would never be able to recover if anything happened to our mate.

As he continued to kiss me and tear my clothes off my body, ravishing me in my true form and making love to the human outside the wolf, all I could think about was, “Iwill protect him until the day I die.” Third Person POV Fear consumed Rachel as she barricaded

herself in her room. Her entire body trembled as tears fell at a rapid speed down her pale features. She sat on the floor in the darkest corner of her room with her knees pressed to her chest and her head lowered.

Her windows and curtains were drawn, keeping out the sunlight that desperately wanted to seep into her room.

Her roommate and close friend, Becca, had knocked a few times to get her to come out and eat something. It was obvious that Becca was worried for her, but Rachel couldn’t bring herself to get up or face reality.

She had killed someone.

lockdown, and she was the reason for the interrogation. It would only be a

wanted to kill

events that led up to that poor girl’s death. All she remembered was feeling ravenous and

The craving.

She craved blood.

was this thing inside of her that needed it; this darkness was what craved that blood and that darkness

that girl’s dying face. She cried and begged Rachel to leave her alone; she begged for her life. But Rachel wasn’t there; it was the darkness. All Rachel could do was watch from the farthest part of her mind as her body tore into that girl's chest and took out her beating heart. She was smashed against the wall,

was sitting in a pool of blood in the academic center and

do so she locked the doors of the

was after hours so there was

and hid the girl’s body in the basement of the building. Nobody ever goes there; the likelihood of the girl being found was slim if Rachel hid

the basement floor was made up of; I was