One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 97 Audrey

As I drifted in the darkness, faint whispers tickled the edges of my consciousness.

"Silver Star... Our Silver Star..."

The voices were barely audible, like a whisper on the wind, but they tugged at something deep inside of me-a part of myself that had been lost to time.

A memory, perhaps? If only I could grasp it, understand its meaning.

The voices grew louder, more insistent. "Come back to us, Silver Star. Remember who you are..."

I struggled to call to them, to understand, but they remained just out of reach.

"Wake up, Silver Star.. Wake up.."

"Wake up. Audrey, wake up. The cool touch of fingers on my forehead gently pulled me back to reality, the mysterious voices fading away and quickly being replaced by a sharp pain in my head.

I blinked, my vision slowly coming back into focus. Edwin's concerned face hovered above me, his brow furrowed with worry, I was still on the floor of his sewing room, my head throbbing where I had hit it on the shelf.

Ugh. What happened?" I mumbled, trying to sit up. The room spun around me, and I felt too nauseous to move.

Edwin gently pushed me back down, his hand warm and steady on my shoulder. "You hit your head pretty hard. You were only out for a minute, but I was about to take you to the hospital if you didn't wake up soon."

I groaned, the pain in my head intensifying, but I felt clearheaded enough to know that it wasn't serious. "No hospitals," I muttered. "I'm fine."

"You're not fine," Edwin insisted with a soft huff. His voice was stern, but I could hear the underlying concern in his tone. "Here. Let me help you up. Get you off this hard floor."

Before I could protest, Edwin was suddenly scooping me up in his arms. I let out a small gasp, surprised by how easily he lifted me. His body was warm against mine, and I could feel the strength in his muscles as he carried me.

"I can walk, you know," I muttered, even as I found myself nestling closer to his chest.

Edwin chuckled softly. "I'm sure you can. Just humor me, Audrey,"

me down on the

instructed, gently easing me onto the soft leather I'm going to get some ice for that

I watched through squinted. eyes as Edwin left. A

strange dream I had had when I'd passed out. But unfortunately, it felt too distant to grasp now, and trying to remember just made

that important; likely my addled brain was playing tricks on

with an ice pack, which he pressed gently against my head. The cold seeped into my

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my drink and food to a ceramic cup and plate. "I thought the sugar might help you feel a Hule betler," "Thanks," I murmured, reaching

to hitting my head. The air had been cr*ing wi**th energy, our bodies thrumming with desire. It was dark

wrong?" Edwin asked, noticing me

shook my head. I had to

at the pain. "St**id human." I muttered under my breath. "Can't even walk straight

flush with embarrassment. "Nothing. Just...

my face as he began to gently rub the ointment

don't have your healing abilities or strength. Sometimes I feel like I'm made of glass in a world where everyone else is

and yet it burned me in more ways than

he sighed and started rolling up

pointing to various small scars on his tanned arms. "Burns from cooking. Cuts from

you doing?" I asked, my eyes widening. My heart rate picked up as more of his skin was revealed, and it was

jagged scar across his chest. See this scar?" he asked. I nodded. "It was from a

didn't pull away. The raised skin was smooth under my fingertips, a stark contrast to the rest of his hairy chest. I traced the length

muscles.

to our night together. My face heated up just at the

Must not have

age gap made me blush even harder, but in that moment, it was more comforting than anything. 1 found myself leaning into him, inhaling his scent. His cologne, once again, was dizzying "Thank you" I murmured into the crook of his neck

growled softly in

his hand was in my hair, gently touching the area behind my ear where my silver