One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 191 Audrey

The cool night air was refreshing against my skin as I hurried down the street to Avis's apartment. Finally, for the first time in two weeks, I felt as if Iuld breathe.

Blissfully, I could see a light on in Avis's window. So she was awake after all. When I reached her door, I hesitated for a moment before knocking softly. Avis opened the door a few moments later, mousey blonde hair pulled back into a messy bun and wearing her pajamas. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw me standing there. "Audrey? What are you doing here so late?"

"Hey," I said, suddenly feeling a bit sheepish. "I was wondering if I could hang out for a bit. Is that okay?"

Avis nodded, stepping aside to let me in. "Of course. I'm just working on some tailoring orders for clients. You're welcome to keep me company."

I followed her into the small living room, which was currently overtaken by fabric swatches and half-finished garments. Avis cleared a space for me on the couch, and I sat down, watching as she returned to her work.

'So," Avis said, threading a needle, "what brings you here at this hour? Everything okay with Edwin?"

I sighed, unsure of where to even start. "It's... complicated," I finally said.

Avis raised an eyebrow. "Complicated?"

I nodded, then launched into the story of what had happened at the museum and the subsequent weeks of Edwin's paranoia. My friends had had suspicions that something was going on, but I hadn't gone into this much detail. As I spoke, I found myself helping Avis with her work, pinning fabric and sorting buttons-anything to keep my hands. busy.

When I finished explaining. Avis was quiet for a moment. "It sounds like he's just trying to protect you," she finally said.

"I know," I said, sighing again. "I understand that he's scared for me. We've been through a lot. And if I'm being honest, it's not even really him that's the issue. It's all of this... Silver Star nonsense." Avis set down her work, giving me her full attention. "What do you mean?"

1 Roundered for a moment, struggling to find the right words. Finally, I managed, "All my life, I dreamed of being special Of being more than just a human. Of being wanted. But now I tasted off, blinking back tears.

"Now you wish you were ordinary again?" Avis asked softly.

1 nodded. "I love being a werewolf, but I dont want to be the Silverar. It feels suffocating. I can't even go out without Edwin worrying that I'll be kidnapped or And I hate the way it's making him suffer, too. He's terrified all of the time

woric.

both jump. Avis and 1 exchanged worried glances before I stood up to answer it, already knowing

the bond before I even opened the

open to find Edwin standing there, looking wild-eyed and disheveled in his

said, taking a step

around, seeing Avis still sitting

weren't there," he said quietly. "I

some tailoring orders," Avis suddenly said, standing. "I asked her to come give me

he didn't believe her, but it seemed he was

said. "I

apology. "It's

then turned back to me. "We should go

panic in Edwin's eyes. So I nodded, said goodbye to Avis, and

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back inside his apartment, I pulled my hand away

Edwin replied, his voice tight. "I thought Coldclaw had taken you. You should have at

for not telling you," I said softly. "I was just so suffocated in here, I needed to get out

I understand. But if you needed a walk, you should have brought me with you. You're the Silver Star, after all. Coldclaw or anyone else could try

my heel and plopping down on the nearby sofa. "I hate being the Silver Star. I

Edwin flinched. "Audrey-

my grades are slipping because every day is a battle. At first I wanted to train, wanted to uncover my powers, but now..." I shook my head and curled my lip. "Now, I just want to get through

didn't you tell me it

welling up in my eyes, exhaustion taking over my anger. "Because I knew you would overreact in some way. Try to protect me and just wind up making it worse." "You think I'd make it worse?" There wasn't anger or frustration

paranoid," I admitted, blinking back the tears that were threatening to spill. "I didn't know what you would do if I told you. about how stressed I

I took a shaky breath, trying to compose myself. "I love that you care about me, Edwin. I do. I love that you

still

for several long moments, the air between us stretching into a thick