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"

slightly in distaste. Her eyes flicked

you," she said, her tone anything but welcoming. She turned back to

and I exchanged a glance,

living room, we

childhood bedroom was hardly bigger than a closet-Edwin could easily touch each wall on either side if he stretched out his arms. The bed was just

my *

first

still piled high with high school notebooks and papers and drawings. The walls were dotted with mold along the

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I shivered as I remembered cold winters in here with nothing but that

warm.

began rifling through my desk drawers. "It has

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

connecting us.

"What are these?

at a cluster of fashion magazine pictures that had been cut and

the wall, pointing out a cluster of sketches that resembled those Frankenstein- esque creations. "Eventually, I taught myself to sketch that way.

as he reached for the

with the utmost care, studying it closely. "You were talented even then," he murmured, his fingers tracing the

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

so sorry you lived like this," he murmured, pressing a

his arms, burying my face in his

softly. "My first home was much nicer

creaked. We turned to see my mother standing in the doorway, her

flat. There was no curiosity in her voice,

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

she'd have any questions, or even **k a smile at

me sooner," she

anger rise in my chest, and I finally extricated myself from Edwin's arms, turning to face-her fully. "I just found out myself. But even if I'd known before, why should I tell you anything? We don't talk

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