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,"

living room and laid me down on the soft sofa. The leather

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

I watched through squinted. eyes as Edwin left.

I had had when I'd passed out. But unfortunately, it felt too distant to

have been that important; likely

he pressed gently against my head. The cold seeped

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said, gesturing to the coffee table, where he had moved 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 for the cup. The warm liquid and

our bodies thrumming with desire. It was dark and dangerous, and so, so delicious. If only

asked,

shook my head. I had to look away to

"St**id human." I muttered under my breath. "Can't even walk straight without

felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment. "Nothing.

moment later with a tube of ointment in his hand. His eyes were fixed on me, searching my face as he began to gently rub the ointment into my bump. "Why are you speaking so poorly of yourself?" he murmured. "There's

compared to werewolves. We don't have your healing abilities or strength.

ointment to my bump. His touch was gentle, and yet it burned me in more ways than one,

rolling up his sleeves to reveal his

on his tanned arms. "Burns from cooking. Cuts

revealed, and it was all I could do to restrain myself from lurching

nodded. "It was from

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

muscles.

seeing this," I murmured, thinking back to our night together.

eyes. "You were pretty drunk that night. Must not have noticed. I've had this

me blush even harder, but in that moment, it was more comforting than anything. 1 found myself leaning into him, inhaling his scent.

softly in

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