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.

"She's a pretty one, isn't she? Short like a Hobbit,

"Peter-

out to be well, let's just say she won't be gracing any magazine covers with her

back at me and winked roguishly. I lifted my chin, meeting his

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my voice

Peter smirked. "I know."

through his disheveled hair. "Audrey, this is Peter. My younger

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panties, dangling them off one finger for a

Peter cooed. "I've been dying to meet the woman who

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

then, draping one muscular arm over the back of the sofa and tilting his chin up at Edwin, "it's dreadfully early. Do you have any coffee?" Edwin grit

Edwin ushered me to the kitchen in front of him, shoving my panties into my hand. I pulled them on as he hastily began preparing a pot of

you to go upstairs. It's

off before he could finish, frustration bubbling up inside of me. "You were talking about me. I won't be shoved into a room like a child. And I don't appreciate being bossed around, Edwin. Mate

quickly schooled his expression. "You're right. I'm sorry. I just... I wanted

and Fiona. "But I can't handle being kept in the dark. You promised

you at least get dressed? And I'd like my shirt back,

but couldn't help smiling. "Fine. Give me

room. Snow fell softly outside, big fat flakes floating lazily to the ground. A

Peter's gaze as I strode into the room, I grabbed a cup of coffee and a scone, taking my seat in the armchair

gleaming. They were gray, just like Edwin's,

sipping his coffee.

Edwin,

quite so dramatic," I said. "I

said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Care to demonstrate? Or are you worried about what you might find lurking in the depths

Edwin again, who gave me a slight nod this time. Taking a deep breath. I focused