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"

in distaste. Her eyes flicked over

welcoming. She

I exchanged a glance, and I

living room, we

either side if he stretched out his arms. The bed

my *

first

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 one

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winters in here with nothing but that one

warm.

a minute," I said as I began rifling through my desk drawers. "It has to be

his fingers along the drawings and posters taped to the walls. He still hadn't uttered a word, although I could feel a heady mixture of anger and confusion

connecting us.

"What are these?

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

cut out pictures 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

he reached

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

eyes. But as I rifled through some old papers in a drawer, looking for anything resembling a

you lived like this," he

his arms, burying

I said softly.

We turned to see my mother standing in the doorway, her eyes narrowed. She looked between us, her gaze lingering on Edwin's arms around

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

arms tightened around me. I straightened, meeting her gaze, remaining in his embrace. "I always have

mother was silent. I waited, wondering if she'd have any questions, or even **k a smile at the

sooner," she said, crossing her

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

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