One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter

80

Edwin & Audrey

Edwin's POV

The door slammed behind Audrey with such force that the framed certificates on my wall rattled in their frames. For a moment, I just stared at the door, my eyes wide with shock. Then, unable to contain my frustration any longer, I slammed my hand down on the desk

"D**it!" I growled, running my hand through my hair. Why was she being like this? I was only trying to help her, and it seemed like she didn't trust me or value my assistance at all. After everything I had done for her...?

My wolf stirred restlessly. "You're being overbearing," he chided me. "She's an adult. She can handle herself"

yet

"I'm not being overbearing. I muttered out loud as I began pacing the small confines of my office. "I'm her.. mentor. It's my job to look out for her."

My wolf snorted in disbelief. "Right. Because that's all this is about. Being a good 'mentor."

I stopped pacing and gripped the back of my chair with a grimace. "What are you implying?"

"You clearly care about this human girl. More than you probably should."

"That's ridiculous." I replied with a scoff. "I don't care that much. I like her, and I consider her somewhat of a friend, but she's still just a student at the end of the day."

Even as the words left my mouth, I knew they were a lie. My wolf knew it too, and he wasn't about to let me off the **k that easily.

"Then why are you so worked up over her mistreatment? Why does this human girl matter so much to you?" he growled. Try as I might, I had no answer for that-nor did I feel like coming up with one. "I need air," was all I said as I grabbed my coat and headed out of the office. My wolf curled back up into himself, understanding my need for solitude to clear my

mind.

Eventually, I found myself heading downtown. The streets were busy with the usual evening crowd, groups of students milling around outside bars and shops while families dined in the occasional restaurant

hands stuffed in my pockets, unable to bring myself to go inside anywhere. The cool air helped a bit, although I couldn't quite seem to shake the image of Audrey's hurt and

office.

of her not getting the recognition she deserved simply because she was a

often forgot that she was not a child. I was ten years her senior, after all. I shuddered at

of the local drugstore. I peered up at the neon sign, hesitating for a moment

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sh***g products to pick up a new can of s**ng cream, then decided to swing by the coolers to

scent caught my attention. Vanilla and lavender, with

Audrey.

counter, fishing in her wallet for something. Instinctively, I stepped back,

wolf demanded. "This is ridiculous. Just go talk

stayed where I was, watching as Audrey handed over some

did Audrey

Audrey's POV

dorm room, I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, the box of hair dye sitting ominously on the counter. I stared at my reflection, at the silver roots that stood out so starkly against my jet black hair. S***d hair," I muttered, yanking the box open with more force than what

hand. "That Mr. Black guy was just one rotten werewolf. Not everyone is like that." I shot

that: Too many

of the past few days in my mind. Mr. Black's leering

sectioned off the silver streak and began applying the dye, the

think that in this day and age, people would be more accepting." I grumbled as I got to work. "But no, we

offend the werewolves. It's just a color; not like it's real silver or anything like

"It's silly, I know. But look at it from a historical perspective; werewolves used to be killed with silver bullets, back before we integrated our societies. That wasn't that long ago. Some of our classmates" grandparents were

way."

a bit. Tina was right; our societies had only been integrated within the past hundred years. Back before then, humans killed werewolves with silver during wartimes. "Yeah, well, you don't see me freaking out whenever I see a

Tina said, sipping

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