One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 182 Audrey

The drive back to Edwin's mansion was silent, the from the disastrous dinner still hanging heavily in the air of the car. I huddled under the blanket Edwin had thrown over me, my teeth chattering despite the car's heater blasting at full

force.

In the backseat. Peter and Eliza sat quietly, their presence a strange comfort in the aftermath of the evening's events.

As soon as we arrived, Edwin ushered me inside without a word to his siblings, his strong arms cradling me tightly against his chest. He carried me to the living room, settling me on the couch in front of the fireplace before kneeling to examine my feet

"They're like ice," he muttered, his warm hands enveloping my frigid toes. "I'll get you some warm socks."

When he returned a few minutes later with thick, woolen socks and a steaming mug of tea, his expression was troubled. He sat beside me, pulling my feet into his lap to massage some warmth back into them. "Audrey," he began, his voice soft but firm, "I want you to know that you don't ever need to follow anyone's orders- especially not my father's. There's no shame in not being able to shift yet. It's only been a couple of months since you learned you were a werewolf, let alone the Silver Star"

I didn't know what to say. I wasn't even sure if I had the strength just yet.

Peter, who had been leaning against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets, chose that moment to speak up. "Look. I hate to say it, but Father might be right about one thing. Audrey should be able to shift."

Edwin's head snapped up, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "Peter-"

But Peter held up a hand, his expression uncharacteristically serious. "Hear me out, Edwin. I saw firsthand how desperate Coldclaw was to get her. They sent four rogues after her in the woods." His eyes flashed as if he were reliving those moments when he had come to my rescue. I loathed to imagine what might have happened if no one had come.

"She's learning to fight," Edwin said. "It'll be enough."

Peter scoffed. "No. It won't. Edwin, no matter how hard she learns to fight, a small girl like her would be powerless in her human form against werewolves. And Coldclaw will likely send more rogues next time." Edwin's jaw clenched, and he opened his mouth-likely to tell Peter off-but I cut in before he could.

"He's right,” I said quietly. "I want to learn how to shift properly. I don't want to be... pathetic and weak."

"You are not pathetic or weak," Edwin insisted, his eyes flashing yellow for a moment. He took a deep breath, visibly calming himself. "But if you want to learn, then I won't stop you. I just don't want you pushing yourself too hard or feeling pressured."

Suddenly, the tense moment was broken by Eliza sweeping into the room with a bottle of expensive-looking liquor in her hand. Judging from the low groan that Edwin let out, I assumed the stole it from the top shelf of his liquor cabinet.

"It's still New Year's Eve," she said, producing four shot glasses and kneeling in front of the coffee table. "And I think we need a drink after that disaster."

Edwin didn't

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glass and passed them around. Without hesitation, I grabbed one and downed

said, holding

surprise, while Peter grinned,

my glass with a wink. "I like her, Eddie. She

before finally throwing it back. Peter clapped him on the back with

the events of earlier began to feel further away. Someone produced a deck of cards and we played

around and the game had been abandoned in exchange for quietly listening to the fire and music playing quietly on

doze off. Eliza, sitting on the

buzzing, not

his easy demeanor having returned as he lounged in an armchair by the fire. I found myself studying his profile

much like Edwin when he was like this. Sharper features, but the same quiet, brooding look in his eyes. While Edwin had learned to hide his fear of their father behind a cold sort of strength, like a snow-capped mountain, Peter had learned to hide it behind

he had been when

but recall the memory I had seen of the chess

I felt at that injustice warred with this new side of Peter that I was seeing

a picture, it'll last longer," he said with a wink. He leaned back in his chair, lazily draping one arm over the back and stretching his long legs

your checks says

shaking my head.

so. But I'm also pretty good at impossible things" He paused,

I blinked in surprise.

I had trouble shifting at first, too. I hid it well, so no one

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say. I thought back to the advice he had given me earlier. I wasn't sure if I was ready to