One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 98 Edwin

The door swung on its hinges in Audrey's wake, leaving me sitting there, stunned and confused.

The sudden silence was deafening, broken only by the soft ticking of the clock on my mantle. I bolted up and crossed over to the window, where I could see her slender form running down the street, her hair streaming behind her like a dark banner in the wind.

"What the hell was that about?" I muttered to myself, pressing my forehead against the cool glass. Audrey disappeared around a corner without so much as a glance over her shoulder she hadn't even taken her art store supplies with her, and her latte and c**n roll sat half-eaten on the coffee table.

"You scared her off, idiot," my wolf growled.

I shook my head, my reflection frowning back at me in the glass "How? I was just curious about her hair. I thought I saw some blonde roots showing through." I said.

Still, her sudden reaction was surprising, really. Blonde hair was all the rage among Audrey's age group, and her status as a human made things difficult enough already. Why would she dye it black, if having blonde hair would have helped her socially?

And, more importantly, why react so strongly to a simple question?

Maybe she likes being different, my wolf suggested. "Maybe it was a reminder that she's not as different as she likes to pretend to be."

I couldn't argue with that. Audrey was certainly... unique.

Still, I couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment that settled in my chest, heavy and uncomfortable. She had left so abruptly, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had done something wrong.

Sighing, I turned around with my hands on my hips. The couch was still indented where she had just been sitting and I could still feel her lips on my neck.

We had come so close to... Well, maybe it was for the best. I'd been losing control around her lately, but if we slept together again, it could cause... problems.

It was then that I caught sight of myself in the mirror hanging by the door. That was when I noticed the uncomfortable tightness in my pants-***n it. Our close proximity earlier had clearly affected me more than I had wanted it to.

a sound that reverberated through my

hand through my hair. "Shut up." I growled storming over to the kitchen to

hadn't had a single one-night stand since that night with Audrey. Nothing else seemed to measure up. And then, to add a magical night at the planetarium on top of it... "I need

done. Especially with Audrey's scent still lingering in the air, a tantalizing mix of vanilla and spice.

my wolf cooed.

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few days passed in a blur of work and restless nights. My dreams were filled with flashes of silver and the feel of Audrey's warm skin against mine, and my mornings were filled

felt like a teenage boy all over again, crushing on a girl in my class. My nights were consumed with her, and with each passing day, those nights bled into the mornings, the afternoons the evenings. Audrey consumed every part of me, and I couldn't

the day of Claudia's brunch had arrived-and for the first time in days, my mind was on something. other than that beautiful

mansion, letting out a deep sigh as I put the car in park. The bright, beautiful estate was always one of my favorite places to

last place I

couldn't bring myself to turn Claudia down. She had always been kind to me, even when I

here, my wolf reminded me. His voice was filled with disgust, a disgust

Fiona

But maybe this was for

mirror. "I'm going to tell Fiona that I don't intend to honor this engagement she's forced me into." My wolf practically purred with satisfaction. "Good. It's about time. Maybe then

to ignore the way my heart raced at the mere mention of her name. "We could get in a lot of trouble if we got caught,

so hot and cold. One minute she was leaning against me, inhaling my skin, and the next moment she was bolting out the door

done for multiple reasons. and I was willing to take the consequences of her wrath. I wasn't going to marry her. Not in a million years. Not if she publicly shamed me,

breath, inhaling the sweet scent of the bouquet I had brought for Claudia, Yellow roses, her favorite. "Let's just get this over

front door, my heart pounding with each step. The gravel crunched under my feet, the