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.

could answer, a loud banging on the door made us both jump. Avis and

through the bond before I even opened

and disheveled in his pajamas. He burst in, immediately checking me for injuries as if I had been mauled by a wild

a

glanced around, seeing Avis still sitting there on the sofa, her owlish eyes blinking up at him. Not a

weren't there," he said quietly.

said, standing. "I asked her

I knew he didn't believe her, but it seemed he was just glad

sorry," he said. "I didn't mean

off his apology. "It's okay.

me. "We should go home

goodbye to Avis, and followed Edwin out of the apartment. He held my hand the entire way, terror and worry rippling across the bond in waves.

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I pulled my hand away and turned on him.

his voice tight. "I thought Coldclaw had taken

said softly. "I was just so suffocated in here, I needed to get

understand. But if you needed a walk, you should have brought me with you. You're

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

Edwin flinched. "Audrey-

him out. "I mean... F**k, even 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

didn't you tell me

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 in his

you tried to do something lighthearted lately and take me to the museum, you pulled me out as soon as you felt 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 was. I didn't want

compose myself. "I love that you care about me, Edwin. I do. I love that you want to protect your Silver Star. But I want to

still

for several long moments, the air between us stretching into