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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walked through the woods alone. And I still do combat training four times a week with you. Sure, I can't shift yet, but I'm not a child.

approached me. "I'm sorry for ending our date carly. I just... I worry about you. Can you promise me you'll

moment, I just looked into his eyes. There was nothing but concern there, concern that thrummed down our bond as well, hot and heavy. I had to physically resist

throwing my hands up in the air. "I'll stay by your

tight hug. "Thank you," he murmured, pressing a warm kiss against the top of my head. "I promise it'll be quick. Just a week at the most."

wasn't sure how

side at almost all times, dropping me off and picking me up from every class I attended. The only time I was

of Claudia's birthday. I knew that the visions I'd had of silver

lack of personal space-it was all adding to my already high stress levels. Even simple tasks like going to

second week 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

I was. I put on a smile and sent love and affection down

watched a movie, snuggled up

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rolled, Edwin leaned in to

mine. His hands roamed my body, leaving trails of heat in their wake. We began to make love on the sofa, our

tried to lose myself in the sensation of 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 and

I was about to reach

happened. Like turning the faucet

coming out.

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

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

pulled back, concem etched into his face. His chest heaved as he caught his breath, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on his skin. "What's

blanket too close around our bodies. "No, it's not that. I'm just... tired. I don't think I can

knew what the truth really was: I was stressed and unhappy and it made it impossible to finish. But I

stuck with the simple explanation: I was

his voice. He gently pulled out of me and planted a kiss against my lips. "I understand." "Are you sure?" I asked, glancing down at