One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 8

Audrey

Edu's expression darkened. He didn't even bother to look down at the cash; rather, he was already circling around the table, his broad frame blowing out the light coming in through the window as he caged me "Say that again." he growled, his voice low and husky in my ear.

I gritted my teeth against two sudden sensations: the hard wood of the desk biting against my thighs and the undeniable heat between us. I couldn't decide which was worse.

Tilting my head back, I stuck my chin out at him and leveled him with the most stubborn glare I could muster.

"Since you seem to think so highly of money, 1 growled through my teeth, "I figured perhaps that you're the one who wanted compensation for last night."

A low snarl rumbled in the back of Edwin's throat. I felt his muscular arm loop around me, his fingers digging into the small of my back as he lugged me closer. For several long, breathless moments, the air thru

But I had already made my decision; no more of this. Not while I was his student, his teaching assistant, and maybe someday even his intern. Maybe not ever, now that I had seen his true colors.

Finally, with one last shove, I sent Edwin stumbling backwards in surprise. 1 huffed and hiked my satchel up over my shoulder again, brushing past him without a word.

Only once I was out of his sight did my

my cheeks finally dare to turn red

For some reason, my lule encounter with Edwin in his office just made me even more determined to place in the top three in the fashion show. Maybe it was to prove him wrong-

to show him that I wasn't some harlot who wanted to use sex to get what I wanted

him that I was serious, that be had me all wrong, and that he should have been ashamed of the way he had

straight to the

drawing up some pretty elaborate plans for my new design, and needed

about five seconds at the most. I'm afraid we don't have any availabilities. I furrowed my brow and pointed at the roster on

worker barely glanced over his shoulder before throwing a shrug my way, thrusting my application back

only the second day of the semester. There's no way all

are booked.

felt my stomach sink as made eye contact with none other than

long line of people behind you. What makes you think that one of the last few studio sp "Decency?" I scoffed. "You have to be kidding me. Are you implying that you're not going to give me a studio space because I'm a human? I thought

it. I'm telling you how it is. And it is first come

I thought to myself, everyone always discriminated against humans. I had grown used to it over the years. But right now, when so much hinged on this studio, the knife dug a little deeper

of mean friends my attention. Instead, I simply showed

just like everyone else, and my credits far exceed the application

there a problem

4:34 PM

Chapter.

my shoulders to droop. Turning, I saw none other than Edwin striding up to the desk with a bundle of manila folders tucked under one arm. He stopped beside me and hand "Here are those pass/fail applications, Jeff," he said, then paused, glancing back and forth between the two of

get a studio before her werewolf peers." "That's not true!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in frustration. "You're refusing to give me a studio simply because I'm human. You didn't even look

"As if

let him take it without argument and planted one hand on my hip, waiting- perhaps once he saw my

scanned my application, the man behind the desk waved his hand dismissively. "I see no reason why a human should get special treatment," he said so casually it made me nauseous. "I'm