One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 143 Audrey

Edwin stepped closer to me, his eyes darting nervously over his shoulder. I couldn't decide whether I was about to pass out, run to him, or launch myself over the balcony.

"Fiona is in the restroom, he said in a low, urgent voice. "We only have a moment. Have you... have your mind?"

made up your

His gaze softened as he looked at me, a small smile playing on his lips. He added, "You look beautiful tonight, by the way. That dress... did you make it yourself?"

I nodded, smoothing down the fabric of my emerald green gown. "I did. Thank you."

His throat bobbed, those gray eyes flicking up my dress before landing on me again. My heart clenched just at the sight of him, and I felt tears welling up in my eyes. This was it. I had to do it now, before I lost my nerve.

"Edwin, I..." I took a deep breath, steeling myself. "My answer is no. I won't be your girlfriend."

His face fell, confusion and hurt flashing across his features. His eyes shifted from a stormy gray to a pale yellow glow, and the sight made my stomach ache even more..

"But... why? I thought... I thought you felt the same way I did," he said softly. "I thought you"

"I love you," I blurted out. Even though my voice was barely above a whisper, the words felt heavy, beautiful, heartwrenching. I quickly looked away from Edwin's shocked expression.

“I'm just a human,” I managed, wrapping my arms around myself. “I'll never be seen as anything more than a plaything. You should find your fated mate."

Edwin's eyes flashed, the yellow glow intensifying. He took a step forward, reaching for me. I didn't pull back, not right away: I wanted to feel his fingers brush my skin one last time.

"Audrey, no. How could you think that? I love you, and I would never view you as a plaything. If I somehow found my fated mate, I would easily sever the bond without a second thought because I just want you. Only you."

I opened my mouth to argue, but Edwin suddenly tensed, his head turning slightly. His nostrils flared, and I knew he was catching a scent I couldn't detect.

voice tight with worry. "I shouldn't have come to you here. It's too dangerous." He turned back to me, and there was an urgency in his eyes that made my heart stop. "Audrey, please be careful tonight Stay away from Fiona if

asked, fear creeping into my voice. My

these two minutes," Edwin said, his voice strained the ran a hand through his hair, messing up the carefully styled swoop. "But I couldn't resist. Your perfume tonight has been... intoxicating. It's been drawing me closer to you

familiar. But I didn't have the strength nor the time to tell Edwin that

slipped away, disappearing into the crowd before Fiona could spot us together. I watched lim go, my heart aching with each step he took away from me. 09:30 Thu,

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me shudder. I looked down at the sheer drop below the

tried to leave at one point, but Claudia caught me before I reached the door, smiling and still wearing that scarf in

dinner. Blissfully, my seat was toward the back, far from

and soft murmur of conversation filled the air. The food smelled delicious, but

churned as Fiona stood up, her glass raised high. Her platinum hair caught the light, shimmering like spun gold. Her smile was wide as she began to speak,

been my rock, my inspiration. I wouldn't be who I am today

from where

sworn that Fiona's eyes flicked to me then,

for wanting to spoil her mother. I wished I could have known my biological mother, to have heard her voice, felt her embrace. I missed my adoptive mother fiercely in that moment, too- the amazing woman who

wished I could spoil

next had me snapping my gaze up like a rubber band

paused for effect, her eyes seeming to slide towards me. I

Brooks and I

from my face, my hands shaking as I set down my glass. The room seemed to spin around me, the sounds becoming m***d and distant. Across the room, I caught a glimpse of Edwin. He looked pale, his

the air thick and suffocating. Mumbling an excuse to the people at my table, I stood up and made my

the cool night air, gripping the railing as I tried

told myself as I wrapped my fingers around

words rang hollow, even to my own

their engagement had been this... shapeless thing. This enigma that both