One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 169 Audrey

Edwin's expression turned serious as he glanced at the door. "Audrey, please just go upstairs," he said, tugging on his pants hastily.

"Why? Who's at the door?" I asked, confused.

"Just go upstairs and take a bath he repeated sternly, tossing me his shirt. When I hesitated, gripping his shirt in my hands, he added a bit exasperatedly. "Please, Audrey. I need you to do this for me." Annoyed at being dismissed, I slipped on his shirt, the fabric warm from sitting in the sunlight. "Fine," I muttered, but as 1 left the room. I didn't head upstairs. Instead, I lingered around the corner, my heart pounding as I listened to Edwin open

the door.

A man's voice, smooth and confident, drifted through the air. "Good morning. Edwin. Where is the Silver Star?”

"What do you want, Peter?"

Peter? I thought to myself, furrowing my brow, I slunk further behind the corner as I heard footsteps echo in the foyer.

"This is a powerful weapon you possess, the man, Peter, said. "With all of this Coldclaw nonsense coming to light. Father isn't so sure if you're up to the task anymore."

Father... Was this one of Edwin's brothers? He had mentioned having three brothers before, but he'd never told me anything about them.

Edwin's voice was tight as he replied. "If our father actually believes that, then he can tell me himself."

"I know she's here." I heard the footsteps grow louder, imagining him pushing past Edwin into the house. "I can smell her, and I see she left her pretty little panties all over the floor. Where is she hiding, brother?"

A low growl emanated from Edwin, the sound making my skin p**kle. "Don't speak about my mate like that. She's not a thing to be seen or possessed."

Peter chuckled, the sound light and carefree, a stark contrast to Erwin's tension, "Come out, come out, wherever you are, Silver Star. I know you're listening. I can hear your heartbeat."

"Don't you dare," I heard Edwin's voice growl in my mind. "I told you to go upstairs."

I shivered a bit at the command in his voice, but it was too late now, this man knew I was here and I wasn't about to hide.

So, I took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the corner. Peter's eyes raked over me, lingering on my bare legs peeking out from beneath Edwin's oversized shirt. I flung my own gaze over him, too.

He looked strikingly similar to Edwin, but younger, with a mischievous glint in his eyes that Edwin lacked. Long, dark hair. was pulled into a tidy bun at the back of his head, muscular shoulders straining against his sweater. He was just as tall as Edwin, but lacking the stubbled, square jaw, his features more lean and sharp.

a smirk. "She's a pretty one, isn't

"Peter-

that you got lucky, brother. Unlike poor Malakai, whose fated mate turned out to be well, let's just say she won't be gracing any magazine covers with

me and winked roguishly. I lifted

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Audrey," I said, my voice

Peter smirked. "I know."

his disheveled hair. "Audrey, this

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my panties, dangling

to meet the woman who had turned my stoic brother

now why he hates mentioning you," I retorted. Peter threw his head back and laughed, even though my remark was

the back of the sofa and tilting his chin up at Edwin,

into my hand. I pulled

told you to go upstairs. It's not

me. I won't be

of admiration crossed Edwin's face before he quickly schooled his expression. "You're right. I'm sorry. I just... I wanted to

thinking back on both Linda and Fiona. "But I can't handle being kept in the dark. You promised we were in

"You're right. As usual. But can you at least get dressed? And I'd like my shirt back, if you don't mind. As much as I enjoy the view, I'd rather not give Peter more

eyes but couldn't help

the living room. Snow fell softly outside, big fat flakes floating lazily to the ground. A tray of three steaming cups of coffee sat on the coffee table, as well as a plate of

strode into the room, I grabbed a cup of coffee and a scone, taking my seat

forward as I sat, his eyes gleaming. They were gray,

sipping his coffee. "Turn water into wine? Fly? Shoot

at Edwin,

dramatic," I said.

you worried about what you might find lurking in

gave me a slight nod this time. Taking a deep breath. I