One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 184

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The second I had smelled their blood, I had run. Eliza had stepped out of my way without a word, letting me bolt into the house. My hair had billowed behind me, my boots tracking wet snow onto the hardwood floors. I'd pounded up the steps. my hand clamped over my mouth to hide the sound of my s**

I couldn't bear to watch them fight, not over me, not after everything else that had happened tonight.

So instead I threw myself into the bedroom and curled up in bed, tears streaming down my cheeks, soaking into the pillow beneath my head. My body shook with silen**bs as I deeply inhaled Edwin's scent through the blankets, trying to calm myself

This was my fault. All my fault..

If only I could shift. If only I wasn't so weak, so pathetic. None of this would have happened if I was stronger, if I was the Silver Star I was supposed to be. Everything that had happened tonight. It was all my fault.

Or at least, that was how it had felt in those moments.

If I could have shifted, then Erik would have been happy. We could be coming home now, a bit tense from dinner but having gotten through the night. We all wouldn't have gotten too drunk to cope. I wouldn't have had to slip out with Peter in an attempt to shift

Edwin wouldn't have found us and gotten angry.

"The second you heard I was mated to the Silver Star, you tried to swoop in."

Those words kept echoing through my mind, a constant reminder of how Edwin and I had met. How we likely would have never crossed paths had he not been looking for the Silver Star with the intent to make her his bride.

I wasn't mad at him for that; I couldn't be. I understood why he had been in that position, the desperation he must have felt. But it still stung. Because at the end of the day, I was no longer just me, just Audrey. I was a pathetic excuse for a 'chosen one that everyone was vying to have. To take for themselves, just as Coldclaw had done. with those four rogues in the woods.

At some point during my wallowing, I heard the bedroom door open softly, followed by Edwin's familiar footsteps. The bed dipped as he sat down beside me, his hand gently touching my shoulder. "Audrey," he said softly, his voice filled with regret. "Audrey, talk to me.

I turned to face him, my vision blurry with tears. I couldn't make out his face through the haze, but I could feel his sorrow through our bond.

"Audrey.."

over me, treating me like this... this special prize

at my eyes with the back of a trembling hand. "I know you don't.

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got angry because of me. You

said, leaning forward and gripping my shoulders. His face came into focus, and I could see that his eyes were glowing golden. "No, Audrey. None of this was your fault. It's my f***ed up family that's

was killed by a silver-tipped arrow, and then silver started covering my entire body, I couldn't breathe, couldn't move..." "It was just a dream.

vehemently. "No, I think it was... it was symbolic. I think... I think my role as the Silver Star will destroy everything good around me. Look at what happened tonight. Look at what happened with Fiona. I'm tearing people apart just by existing. I'm tearing you apart. "That's not true." Edwin insisted. "You're the one thing holding me

His familiar scent enveloped me, but it did little to comfort me. A soft *s*b escaped

loser. Ith not fit to be

"I love you, Audrey. No matter what. Whether you can shift or not, whether

for letting my father win. I should be strong for you, a rock when you need me the most. You're going

him. "It's not just you, Edwin. I saw how you all were around your father. The

"Like I said, my family brings out the worst in

planted deep seeds of disdain in all of you, hasn't he?" I muttered. "Pitting you against each other your whole lives. Starting fights, sitting idly by while you all bicker amongst yourselves. Whether for some kind of twisted satisfaction or

spoke, I thought back to the image Edwin showed me before his fight with Peter. I thought of the way his father had placed the blame on

with a sad smile. "But you're right. This is why hate fighting. It unleashes something dark inside of me, something that I've tried so hard for so many years to push down.

it, not push it down until it bursts out. It'll just drive an even

shot up at that.

as traumatized, as you are, I insisted. And by fighting with him, your

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a complicated