One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 81 Audrey

I sat hunched over at my sewing machine, carefully guiding the delicate silver fabric under the needle. The Equinox Masquerade was just days away, and I was determined to make a statement with my gown. I had spent weeks sketching designs, sourcing materials, and now, 4**ly, bringing my vision to life.

The dress was a masterpiece of silver and midnight blue; I had been inspired by the night sky, and wanted to embody that with my gown. The bodice was a deep, rich blue adorned with tiny crystals that sparkled like the stars in the sky. The skirt flowed out in alternating layers of shimmering silver and gold, meant to be reminiscent of the yellow moonlight dancing across the water's surface.

As I finished the last seam on the bodice, I held it up to admire my handiwork in the dim light of my lamp. The intricate beadwork caught the light, sending tiny rainbows dancing across the walls of my dorm room. I could already picture myself moving on the dancefloor, the crystals catching the moving lights of the masquerade.

"Perfect," I murmured to myself, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

Next, I turned my attention to the mask that would complete my ensemble. It was a delicate piece, crafted from the same midnight blue as the bodice and edged with silver filigree. I had spent hours painstakingly attaching each tiny crystal and feather, not wanting to cut any corners.

With steady hands, I carefully glued another small crystal to the mask's edge. The adhesive was tricky to work with, but I had learned through trial and error that it was the only thing strong enough to keep the decorations in place all night.

"Just a few more," I muttered, reaching for another crystal.

As I worked, I couldn't help but imagine the finished product in my head. The mask would just cover the upper half of my face, but the crystals would catch the light in such a way that it would be difficult for anyone looking from afar to make out my identity. Perfect for a masquerade. Perfect to feel like someone else, just for a little while.

Maybe I could even convince myself that I wasn't Audrey the human, but rather a werewolf just like everyone else.

A werewolf who didn't need to dye her silver hair black.

Once the crystals were in place, I moved on to the feathers. Each one had to be placed perfectly, creating a delicate frame around the edge of the mask. It was painstaking work, but the result would be worth it. Once I was finally satisfied with the mask, I set it aside to dry and turned back to the dress. The bodice was complete, but the skirt still needed work. But as I got started on the first layer, I realized with a sinking feeling that I was running low on the

silver fabric.

Frowning, I rifled through my supplies, hoping to find an extra piece I had forgotten about, but came up empty-handed.

"Dammit," I said out loud, glancing at the clock as I ran a hand through my hair. The campus storeroom would still be open for another hour. If I hurried, I could make it there and back before it closed. Grabbing my keys and student ID, I headed out into the crisp evening air. The campus was quiet, most students already settled in for the night or holed up in the library studying. I liked nights like this; they were peaceful.

As I walked, though, my mind wandered to the upcoming masquerade and although I tried to ignore the thought, I couldn't help but wonder if Edwin would be there.

Our last interaction had been so awkward, and I still wasn't

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myself. Professors rarely came to these events;

thought that I almost didn't notice the group of faculty members gathered near the science building. But one

though sensing my presence, he turned to

wasn't ready to face him yet, not after

as Edwin said goodbye to his colleagues. To my horror, he started walking in my direction. I

me,

my side. Edwin stopped just a few feet

his deep voice sending an involuntary shiver down my spine-I hadn't heard

behind the tree, trying to look as

my act. "Were

course not," I laughed nervously. "I was just... leaning against it. You know, enjoying the evening

I could almost hear the gears turning in his head. His gaze seemed to linger on my hair for a moment too long,

slowly. "Well, it's good to see you out

me feel guilty all over again. "I've been... good," I said, shifting my weight

"Ah yes, the masquerade. You're making your own gown, I take

Tam

nothing less of you. I'm sure it will

mumbled, looking down at my feet. An awkward silence fell between

throat. "Listen, Audrey,

at my watch. "I really need to get to the storeroom

him and practically ran toward the art building. I could

to lean against the wall, catching my breath. "Smooth,

embarrassment from iny encounter with Edwin. We hadn't spoken since that last argument, and that day hadn't been my proudest

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