One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 190

Audrey

"Wait, what?" I dug my heels in, my shoes scraping on the marble floors of the

museum, as Edwin ushered me toward the exit. "I don't want to go."

"I'm sorry, but we have to," Edwin insisted. "Fiona cannot be trusted. I don't want to risk you getting hurt by her again."

"But Edwin-"

"No buts. We're leaving. Now."

I felt hot tears p**k at the backs of my eyes as we got back into the car and drove. away from the museum. The beautiful dresses, the inspiration I had been feeling, the brief moment of normalcy-all of it was slipping away.

So fast. Too soon.

"I promise we'll go on another date soon," Edwin said, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. His knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel. "Somewhere safer."

I was too upset to respond, turning to stare out the window instead. The city lights. blurred as we sped through the streets, although whether from the speed or the tears in my eyes, I couldn't tell.

Back at the apartment, Edwin locked the door tightly behind us, the multiple clicks of the deadbolt echoing in the quiet space. He moved through the rooms like he was on a mission, checking and securing all the windows even though he normally left them open to let in the fresh air.

"Edwin," I said as I followed him from room to room, "why are you acting like this? Fiona had guards with her. She has a tracker in her phone. She's under constant surveillance. It's very unlikely she's a threat anymore, at least until her sentence is over.

Edwin turned to me, his eyes dark with worry. "We can't be too sure of that, Audrey. I think Fiona might be up to something. She might still be in communication with Coldclaw. Showing up like that, out of the blue.. For all we know, she's feeding them. your location as we speak."

I sighed as I watched him run to another window, lock it tightly, and snap the curtains shut.

"Don't you think you're being a bit paranoid?" I asked. "We're back in the city now, not 1/4

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through the woods alone. And I still do combat training four times a week with you.

just... I worry about you. Can you promise me you'll stay by my side for a while? Just until

his eyes. There was nothing but concern there, concern that thrummed down our bond as well, hot and heavy. I had to physically resist the pull of his memories, knowing that I might accidentally be thrust back into his head.

my hands up in

face, and he pulled me into a tight hug. "Thank you," he murmured, pressing a warm kiss against the top of my head. "I promise it'll be quick. Just

wasn't sure how true

picking me up from every class I attended. The only time I was out of

even, that I might be taken from him again like the night of Claudia's birthday. I knew that the visions I'd had of silver arrows terrified him as well, as if they would suddenly come

space-it was all adding to my already high stress levels. Even simple tasks like going to the library or grabbing coffee between classes became complicated. ordeals. I didn't see my friends,

arrived, and Edwin prepared a special dinner, setting up candles on the table. The apartment smelled like delicious food and wine. He said he wanted to help me relax,

the surface, I was. I put on a smile and sent love and affection down the bond. But deep

and watched a movie, snuggled up together beneath a

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Edwin leaned in to kiss

roamed my body, leaving trails of heat in their wake. We began to make love on the

his touch, to forget about the stress and tension. of the past week. For a moment, it worked. The feel of his skin against mi, the familiar rhythm of our bodies moving together, the sensation of his warm member filling me

as I was about to reach my peak, something

turning the faucet and nothing more than

coming out.

stopped, unable to hide the crease between my brows. "Come for me," Edwin murmured into my car, oblivious to the

I said, gently pushing at his chest. My voice sounded strained even town ears. "I'm sorry, I need to

face. His chest heaved as he caught his breath, a thin sheen of sweat glistening

suddenly felt too warm, the blanket too close

stressed and unhappy and it made it impossible to finish. But I couldn't bring myself to tell him that. I didn't want to hurt his feelings or start an

I stuck with the simple explanation: I was

said, although I could hear a hint of disappointment in his voice. He gently pulled out of me and planted a kiss against my lips.