One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Audrey

My stomach twisted into knots into knots at the sight of that peeling paint, that overgrown lawn, those cracked windows. letting in the cold late-autumn air.

The sight of my childhood home brought back a flood of memories I had tried hard to forget. The house looked even more dilapidated than I remembered, the porch sagging slightly and the windows clouded with grime.

Edwin pulled up to the curb, and we just sat there in silence for several long moments. My throat bobbed painfully as I stared up at that place through the windshield. "We don't have to do this, you know."

The sound of Edwin's voice, smooth as butter, caressed the inside of my head. I turned to look at him and saw a gentle, if not pained, expression. I had warned him that my childhood home was... a mess, although I hadn't dared to send those images through our bond.

I didn't even want to remember them myself, let alone burden him with them.

Drawing in a deep breath, I shook my head and said softly, "It's fine. We just need to grab a couple of things and then we'll leave.

"You sure?" He covered my thigh with his hand. His touch sent a wave of warmth through our bond, trying to soothe my anxiety.

*Positive." I nodded, even though I felt my wolf curl up tightly inside of me as if trying to.. hide.

Edwin nodded, his jaw set. We walked up to the door, dodging weeds that had sprung up through cr**ks in the concrete path

I didn't bother knocking. As we entered, the musty smell of neglect hit me harder than ever scent of stale cigarette smoke, old food, and something unidentifiable made me wrinkle my nose.

with

my

enhanced senses.

The

My parents were in the living room, as usual, my father glued to the TV and my mother absently flipping through a magazine. Neither looked up as we entered.

"Mom, Dad," I called out, my voice wavering slightly as we stood in the doorway. "Tm.. I'm home. This is Edwin, my fated. mate"

distaste. Her eyes flicked over

welcoming. She turned back to her magazine, dismissing

and I exchanged a glance,

parents in the living room, we climbed

touch each wall on either side if he stretched out

my *

first

in the corner, surprisingly, still piled high with high school notebooks and papers and drawings. The walls were dotted with mold along the top, some spots even sporting holes through the drywall. The

1/3

Chapter 152-

winters in here with nothing but that one blanket to

warm.

a minute," I said as I began

still hadn't uttered a word, although I could feel a heady mixture of anger and confusion

connecting us.

"What are these?

fashion magazine pictures that had been cut and pasted together; a model's smiling face taped onto a random dress taped

from fashion magazines and tape them together to create new outfits," I said. I walked over to the wall, pointing out a cluster of sketches that resembled those Frankenstein- esque creations. "Eventually, I taught myself to sketch that way. I'd make a collage that

softened as he reached for the

and he plucked it from the wall with the utmost care, studying it closely. "You

only to hide the tears that sprang to my eyes. But as I rifled through some old papers in a drawer, looking for anything resembling a birth certificate, I felt Edwin's arms wrap around me

you lived like this," he

arms, burying my face

softly. "My first home was

see my mother standing in the doorway, her eyes narrowed. She looked between us, her gaze lingering on

werewolf now?" she asked, her tone flat. There was no curiosity in her voice, no concern

in his embrace. "I always have been. My wolf was just..

I waited, wondering if she'd have any questions, or even

you'd told me sooner," she

arms, turning to face-her fully. "I just found out myself. But even if I'd known before, why

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255