One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 171

Audrey

'Silver Wolf..."

The rogue, his eyes flashing maniacally, took a step toward me, gnarled hands outstretched. I could scent him from where I tood a few yards away-he smelled like rotten teeth and scorcheil earth. knew instantly that he was indeed a rogue, likely from Coldclay, I could smell it all over him, see it in the wild look in his

yes,

in his unkempt hair and tattered clothes. When he smiled at me, he was missing a tooth right in the front.

My heart pounded in my chest as I took a step back, the snow crunching beneath my feet. "Stay away from me," I warned, but my voice trembled, betraying my fear.

'I won't hurt you, my sweet," he cooed, ignoring my warning. "I've been looking for you for so, so long. You will be my bride... Together, we will bring Coldclaw to glory. I'll treat you so good-I promise."

I swallowed hard, taking another step back. My back pressed against the hard bark of a tree, and I sidestepped around it, never taking my eyes off of the rogue.

"I'll scream." I growled. "My mate will come and kill you."

The rogue sneered, revealing that toothless gap again. "But you strayed too far from your mate, didn't you?"

Before I could answer, the rogue suddenly lunged forward, his dirty fingernails reaching for me. I turned and ran, my feet slipping on the icy ground. Pine branches whipped at my face as I sprinted through the forest, my breath coming in short, painful gasps. The cold air burned my lungs with each inhale.

I could hear the rogue crashing through the underbrush behind me, gaining ground quickly; despite his haggard appearance, he was fast. Faster than me.

Panic surged through me as I pushed my legs to carry me faster, My wolf lent me her strength, and suddenly the forest became a blur. But even then, the rogue never lost ground, the gap between us never widening.

"Come back, my bride!" he shouted after me in between fits of manic laughter. "I won't bite!"

I screamed and scrabbled m**lly for Edwin along our mate bond, but the rogue had been right.

I had walked too far into the forest. Edwin couldn't hear me or feel me.

figures emerged from the trees ahead of me. My heart sank as I realized I was surrounded. There were four of them now,

run, little wolf," one of them sneered, revealing yellowed

mind racing. The rough bark dug into my back through my-coat. I had some basic defense training, but nothing that would help me against

gasped, my breath forming small clouds in the frigid air, "just leave me alone. I'm not who you

body. One of them reached for me, and I lunged away, only to back into a shrub as I was met

woman with piercing eyes and a scar on her cheek, growled. "We can smell the

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grabbing at my sleeve. "No

П pretty little princess.

closed around my sleeve, yanking me forward. In desperation, I did the only

powerful wave, just like it had those two times before with Linda and the guy from the club. I could practically see the shockwave as it rippled out, so forceful that it shook the branches

in pain, But the other two-the woman and the first one-kept coming,

train you up real good and put it to good use when

all hope was lost, a massive brown wolf burst from the trees. It snarled ferociously, its gleaming fangs bared.

rogue, but it wasn't, because all it took was one feral snarl from the brown wolf and suddenly the rogues were sca**ring, turning tail and

turned to face me

scent I barely recognized

golden eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, he just stared at me,

Peter said, brushing pine needles from his hair, "that was exciting. I heard a scream and came running.

unable to form words. Peter strode up to me and stuck

flashing across his face, "Did

hauled me to

a ***y grin replacing his momentary concern. "Don't mention it. I wouldn't let the Silver Star

on me. For a moment, I almost wondered if he would try

he released

before he has an aneurysm, I can

his face pale, his eyes wild with worry. Snow flew up around his feet as he sprinted across

I ran to him, throwing myself into his arms. He held me tightly, his hands running over me as if checking for injuries. His-touch

demanded, looking at Peter over my head His arms tightened