One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 90 Audrey

As soon as the stranger's lips met mine, my first instinct was to pish him away. Who did he think he was, kissing me like that in front of everyone!

But as the kiss lingered, something familiar washed over me. The warmth, the pressure, the taste... I knew these lips. My body relaxed involuntarily and my wide eyes fluttered closed, my muscles melting into his embrace as the rest of the world around us faded away into nothingness.

Yes. I knew these lips. Edwin's lips.

The kiss was deep and passionate, the sensation of his tongue gently pushing into my mouth sending the most delightful shiver down my spine. His warm hand came up to cup the back of my neck, his fingers gently tangling in my hair.

For a moment, I forgot where we were, who we were, too lost in the sensation to notice anything else in the entire world. I didn't know left from right, up from down, east from west. I just knew, somehow, that it felt right-like coming home after a long journey or feeling the sun on your face for the first time in far too long.

But then, all too soon, it was over-just like that

The strange man-no, Edwin, I was sure of it now-set me back on my feet, and by the time I opened my eyes, he was gone, disappearing into the sea of masks and glittering gowns like a shadow on the wall. Audrey!" the sound of Tina's voice cut through my daze, "Oh my Goddess, are you okay? Who was that?"

I blinked as I struggled to clear the fog from my head. I hadn't realized it, but the winners' dance was over. My friends had swarmed around me, their faces a dizzying combination of concern, excitement, and confusion. The orchestra was playing an upbeat piece now, but I could feel the eyes of the other partygoers on me, too intrigued by whatever had just happened to pay attention to themselves.

"L.. I'm fine," I managed, still scanning the crowd for any sign of the mysterious man in the blue mask. Edwin. It had to be Edwin. But how! Why was he here?

"That was so romantic!" Betty gushed, grabbing my arm. "Like something out of a movie! Was that tongue? It looked like there was tongue!"

I felt my checks burn at her insinuation. "Betty!" I hissed, my face likely as bright as a ripe tomato.

Gavin stood off to the side with an unreadable expression on his face, although I could sense that seeing me kiss someone else likely stung for him, even if only a little.

"Are you sure you're alright?" he asked, c**g his head. "That seemed pretty... intense."

I nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Really."

Avis raised an eyebrow. "That was hot. Did you know him?"

head, hating the lie even as it left my lips. "No, I..." I thought quickly, then came to a decision. "It wasn't a real kiss. We were just pretending, you know... For the showmanship of it all." My friends blinked at me, clearly grappling with whether to believe my lie.

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finally laughed, fanning herself dramatically. "It looked

definitely gonna wind up on

go viral kissing a stranger at a masquerade ball. More unwanted

number or something. He seemed like a real gentleman, sweeping you off your feet like that.

chase after Edwin and the knowledge that I shouldn't. If it really was him, why

know." I said, biting my

Tina urged, giving me a gentle push. "Go after him." She lowered her voice then: "You

anything, I just needed to find a quiet place to get some air. And if it was Edwin, then we needed to talk. "Okay, okay. I'll go

my girl." Tina grinned. "Go

my head. I slipped away from my friends and followed the direction I thought I had seen Edwin disappear. I found a small door toward the back of the ballroom, which was slightly open. Glancing over my shoulder to make sure

party instantly became m**d once the door was shut, and I found myself

began making my way down the corridor. The plush carpet m**d my footsteps, and

for a minute

out softly, not wanting to draw attention from any other partygoers who might be wandering around.

the only sound that of my own ragged breathing and the rustle of my dress. I was about to

the hallway, stood a small gray wolf. Its fangs were ared, its eyes glowing

of the light-this

clicking against the hardwood floor, nd its hideous face came into view of the light instinct

hear the wolf behind me, its heavy reathing and the scrape of its claws getting closer and

П

away now, and my cries echoed unanswered through the empty halls. "Somebody, please!" I turned corner after corner in a flurry of green skirts, getting more and more lost with each one.

way

dare slow down. The growls behind me were getting closer, and every so often, I could practically feel the wolf nipping at my heels before it