One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Audrey

As Tina and I stepped out of the cafe and into the chilly morning air, I felt a bit bolstered by our conversation and ready for my first teaching assistant class of the day. So I hadn't lost my virginity to my professor, after all. What a relief!

"By the way," Tina said, stopping on the sidewalk to look at me, "now that you know it wasn't him... You should consider signing up for the fashion show."

I shot my friend a curious look. "Fashion show?" I asked.

"You haven't heard?" she asked, to which I shook my head. "There's going to be a campus fashion competition. The top three winners will receive handsome rewards-with first place receiving an internship at Brooks."

My eyes widened of their own accord. "Seriously? You think I should...?"

"Absolutely!" Tina exclaimed. "Signups are today. You should get your name on the list first."

With my heart already thundering in my chest, I began taking steps backwards, clutching the strap of my satchel with one hand. To intern at Brooks Designs, potentially securing my dream job... Well, it would have fulfilled my lifelong dream.

I could still picture it now: my first fashion magazine subscription had featured a center spread on Brooks Designs.

Ten-year-old me had fallen in love with their unique and over-the-top pieces immediately, absolutely enamored with their signature look. I always loved the dichotomy of soft femininity with something harsher, delicate lace with dark plaid and silver hardware. Brooks had perfectly balanced this look, and I had taken a lot of inspiration from their designs over the years.

And now I had a chance to work for them.

By the time I stepped up to the signup sheet in the lobby of the central hall, there were already a few names on the list. Oh well, I thought to myself as I quickly scrawled my name across the paper. It didn't really matter where or when I signed up-so long as my skills helped me win.

And I was determined to win; I had been hoping for this since I was ten, after all.

Turning away from the bulletin board, my mind was already bustling with ideas for a new dress. I would need to stop at the storeroom to pick up some fabric so I could get started.

presumptuous for a human to sign up for the fashion show,

heard that lilting voice, I felt my entire body go rigid. Turning slowly, I saw a familiar head of rich brown hair and matching brown eyes

over to the list, signing her name right below mine. "No. I just think it's funny,

"What's so funny?"

out of yourself?" she asked. "I mean, thinking that you, a human, could ever win against an entire school

Linda," I said with a wave of my hand. Turning, I began storming down the hall toward

to help you, Audrey!" she called out. "I would hate

I shut the door behind me and leaned against it for a moment, inhaling deeply; the scent of fabric filled my nostrils, instantly

subpar at best, relying too heavily on basics and often stealing work from smaller designers. And

of her daddy, I mused to myself as I began wandering the rows of fabric. Her father was Alpha Wallace from Silverbite Pack, and his status had gotten her into

me. She may have picked

a full scholarship thanks to my admissions project—a massive black funeral gown made entirely with the scraps of discarded wedding gowns from divorcees. It had made quite the statement, and I was admitted

Well, I

in front of a particular bolt of dark red tartan that caught my eye. "This would be perfect," I whispered to myself as I ran my fingers across the rough fabric. Tartan, black

"There you are!"

was already storming up to me, the

"Max-"

the bolts of fabric behind me when I took a step back. "How can you live with yourself after

before I regained my bearings and pulled my shoulders back. "I don't know what you're talking about," I lied, not exactly willing to divulge the fact that he was right. "And besides, I broke up with you so it's none of your business anyway. Or did I not make

to leave, but then stopped himself, his hands clenching into fists at

hard glare, "a lowly human like you could never become a pack's Luna. Have your fun with him, but

I had shared so much passion with last night... was an

retorted, sidestepping past him with the bolt of fabric now tucked under my arm. "I heard everything about how you were only

"As if anyone would ever date you

said nothing. Instead, I merely hiked the fabric