One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 63 Audrey

It was nearly midnight as I lay in my bed, tears silently streaming down my face. The events of the day kept replaying in my mind like a horrible movie I couldn't turn off, and sleep eluded me. Linda's cruel laughter, the snip of scissors, the feeling of being exposed and humiliated in front of everyone....

I shuddered, pulling my blanket tighter around me. It was like a nightmare. It certainly would have been easier if it had actually been one.

Suddenly, a soft knock on my door made me jump. I froze, wondering if I had imagined it at first, but then another knock came-slightly louder this time.

I hesitated, unsure of whether to answer or not. What if it was Linda and her friends again? But when another knock came, I quietly climbed out of bed and padded to the door to peer through the peephole. I was met with a familiar face on the other end.

"Miss Thatcher?" Charles, Edwin's assistant, called out. "Are you in there?"

I chewed my lip as I debated whether to open the door or pretend I was sleeping, but I knew that if Edwin had sent his Beta to come and talk to me, that I likely couldn't refuse whatever it was.

Just.. just a moment, I finally said, wiping my mascara-streaked face and trying to smooth down my ruffled hair. I opened the door a c**k, peering out cautiously.

Charles met my gaze, his expression somber. "I apologize for the late hour, but I need you to come with me."

"Come with you?" I repeated, confused. "Where? Why?"

"I can't say much here," Charles replied, glancing down the hallway. "But it's important. If you wouldn't mind, please get dressed and meet me outside in five minutes"

I bit my lip, considering "Is it about... what happened today?"

Charles nodded. "In a way, yes. I promise, it's nothing bad. You'll understand soon."

After a moment, I nodded, "Okay. I'll be right there."

I quickly pulled my hair back into a bun, threw on some jeans and a sweater and cleaned the mascara from my face, then slipped out of my room, Charles was waiting by a sleek black car when I made my way outside, and he opened the door for me as I approached.

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"Where are we going?" I asked as I got in.

"You'll see," was all he said as he started the engine and pulled away from the curb.

We drove in silence through the quiet streets of the city. I watched as familiar buildings gave way to the downtown area, then eventually to a more secluded spot by the river. Pulling into a spot, Charles parked the car and turned to me.

said, nodding toward a bench beneath

heart s**ed a beat as I saw Edwin sitting there, his face hall hidden in shadow. I recognized him immediately-he was all wearing the red scarf 1 had made for him.

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looked up as I neared, “Audrey," he said softly. "Please,

in case anyone else was spying on us. I couldn't handle it if more drama was

I asked,

pained him. "I'm so sorry, Audrey.

explained. "He told me everything. I couldn't just... I had to see you, to make

know if

in his eyes that made my heart twist a little in my chest. "That's perfectly normal, Audrey. What you went through was traumatic." We sat in silence for a moment after that, the only sound that of the gentle lapping of the river against the docks. I didn't know what to say, or where to even start. But apparently I didn't need to. "I have something for you," Edwin said suddenly,

I realized what it was. Pulling out the

me. "I remembered exactly what it looked like, so I went and got you a new one to replace what was ruined. I hope it's the right

outfit and then at him, stunned by his thoughtfulness. "I... I don't

some stores to open late Edwin admitted with a small

ran my hand over the soft fabric of the new blouse. "This is incredibly kind of you, Edwin. But

for their crimes. What she did

out of his pocket, handing it to me. I took it gratefully and dabbed at my

us and pulling me close. For a moment, I stiffened-but then I couldn't help myself. I ressed my

moments.

human," I whispered. "They were so strong, and I couldn't do anything to stop them. This isn't the first

thought I heard a low growl rumble in his chest.

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of us speaking. Finally, I pulled away, wiping my eyes.

need to thank

the fashion show?" I asked, suddenly remembering that whole

hardened at the mention of it. "I'm handling it. We're reviewing all the scoring criteria and the judges" notes. Your win was fair and