One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 162 Audrey

Fiona's smile was even more saccharine than I remembered it being as she approached, her eyes gleaming with false warmth. I tensed, my hand instinctively tightening around Edwin's arm. I felt him tense, too, a ripple of discomfort flickering across our mate bond.

Edwin stepped slightly in front of me, his body serving as a subtle shield between Fiona and me just in case she tried anything. "Fiona," he said, his voice carefully neutral. "I can explain." "No need." Fiona waved a dismissive hand, her platinum blonde hair catching the light as she moved. "There's nothing to explain. I understand that you two are fated mates. How... joyous The word dripped with insincerity, but her face remained a mask of pleasantness. She continued, her voice syrupy sweet, "You cannot get in the way of fate, after all. I completely understand why our engagement had to be called off."

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She paused, her eyes flickering over to me. Those cold blue irises darkened as she looked at me. "...And I'm truly happy for

you

both. Who knows: maybe I'll find my fated mate now."

With that last sentence, she leaned over and winked at me. I thought I might be sick.

Just then, I felt another flicker through the bond. Edwin and I both knew that she was lying through her teeth, that her words couldn't be further from the truth.

The tension in the air was palpable, and I could practically feel the gears turning in Fiona's head. She was planning something, I was sure of it.

At that moment, Edwin's voice echoed in my mind through our bond: "Now is our chance. Try to touch her somehow. We need to read her memories."

I nodded imperceptibly and stepped forward, extending my hand. "Thank you for understanding. Fiona. I hope we can move on from this."

But before I could make contact, Fiona took a step back. Her smile never wavered, but her eyes were cold. "Of course. But please, enjoy the party. If you'll excuse me, I have other guests to attend to." With that, she turned on her heel and disappeared into the crowd. I let out a breath I didn't realize I had been holding. I hated to admit it, but I was glad that I hadn't had a chance to see into her mind just yet. I wasn't sure if I was ready.

"Sorry," I said, turning to face Edwin

Edwin put his arm around my shoulders and shook his head. "Nothing to apologize for. We'll have plenty of time tonight. Let's get a drink."

began meandering through the bustling party. The house was crowded, each room stuffed with elegantly- dressed people. A few noticed my silver locket and shoes and curled their lips at me, but most people hardly even saw

was so crowded.

else," I said through our Mindlink. "When Claudia hugged me earlier, my

bond. "What? Are you sure? But Claudia

the locket around my neck. "I don't understand it. It doesn't make any sense, but... the feeling

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you've only had virtual meetings with her these past weeks. Your wolf hasn't had a chance to scent

his words. It made sense, but something still felt off. "Maybe you're right," I said, not entirely convinced. "But Claudia said she used to have a locket just like this one. Isn't that strange?" "It's a common design. I'm not trying to discount your experience, and I do think we should look into it. But try not to read too much

together and took a sip, the bubbles tickling the back of my throat. The warmth began to soothe my frayed nerves. As we sipped, I scanned the room for Fiona. She was flitting from group to group, never staying in one place for long. Every so often, she would glance over her shoulder as if checking to make

what I had told everyone, after all. Or maybe she knew that we knew and figured we'd come after her

pin down tonight,

This was her terrain. Not ours. And she was good at what she did. "She might suspect we're up to something," he added. "Or maybe she feels guilty about what she did to you and doesn't want to

thinking deeply. I still remembered the dream I'd had, clear as day, when I had seen the incident through Fiona's eyes. "In her memory, it

"That doesn't excuse what she

it doesn't," I agreed. "But it might help us understand her

to get closer to Fiona. Each time, she managed to slip away just as I approached. It was becoming increasingly frustrating, and soon,

the buffet table-she had slipped away the moment she saw me. "She's avoiding

new strategy. Perhaps we should split up, try to corner

around from the left, you take the

passing waiter, using

you hear about the

going to take territory