One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 206 Audrey

The scent of cherry blossoms and fresh coffee filled my lungs as I burst out into the spring air. I sta***gfuls of the stuff to help calm my nerves.

Why was I being like this? He was my mate, and I loved him; I should have been thrilled to see him after a month apart.

But seeing Edwin again brought up a lot of conflicting emotions that I hadn't even realized I'd been pushing down over the past month. On one hand, the break we took was sorely needed. And yet, on the other hand, I missed him dearly.

My eyes landed on a nearby fountain, its water sparkling in the sunlight. I made my way over and leaned against the cool stone edge, closing my eyes and focusing on the sound of the water trickling over the ridges.

"This is st**id," my wolf suddenly growled, breaking her month-long silence. "He loves us. We love him. Why are we doing this?"

I sighed and pursed my lips. "You know why," I thought back. "He broke a promise. He took away our autonomy, treated us like we were made of glass." "He was trying to protect us," my wolf argued.

"I know," I admitted. "But it hurt. Everyone treats me like I'm some fragile, precious thing because I'm the Silver Star. I felt like I was drowning. Maybe it was selfish to call things off temporarily, but I needed to breathe."

My wolf went silent again, but her anger was palpable even in her absence. She'd been like this over the past month; quiet and upset. I couldn't blame her, seeing as how I was separating us from our mate. But I felt as if I had little other choice. It was either this or cause even more emotional turmoil for the both of us by not taking the space we both needed. I needed to pass my final semester and get to know myself in this new body before I jumped into being the Silver Star and training for skills I didn't even know I possessed.

Not that

"Audrey?"

any

of that made much sense, even to me.

I looked up, startled, to see Edwin walking toward me. My heart ski**ed at the sight of him, especially as a gentle breeze tousled his dark hair.

"Are you okay?" he asked, stopping a few feet away.

I put on a brave face and forced a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit tired. I was up late last night working on my thesis." I gestured vaguely toward the street, where various food trucks lined the curb. "I was thinking about grabbing a coffee from one of the food trucks nearby."

weak. "Mind if I walk with you? I could use

hesitated for a moment. Despite everything, I did still love him. Our break was never meant to be

all. After a brief internal debate, I nodded.

The silence between us was heavy, but not uncomfortable-being beside him set my nerves at ease, despite everything. As we approached the food trucks,

said to the vendor as he pulled out his

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brush of our fingers sending a jolt through me. He paused, his fingers still on my hand; I could feel him there, his

nudge of affection down the bond. Edwin's lips twitched in response, as though trying not to smile at my contact. My cheeks reddened and I quickly looked away, sipping my coffee even though it burned my

walking, sipping our coffees quietly as we strolled along the sidewalk. Edwin cleared his throat and gestured up at

the pink trees. "Spring here is

as lovely as

twisted. I blushed deeply, looking away, at the trees, at my feet, anywhere but at him. But I could

asked after a moment.

change of subject. "My grades are back up, and the project is almost ready. Just a few finishing

sight made my heart flutter anew. "I'm certain you'll pass with flying colors. Maybe

as far

for her. She

been valedictorian had it not been for my grades slipping, but I didn't say that out loud. Besides, I really was

I'm glad you're doing well," Edwin said

up at him

escaped into Coldclaw territory, and it's notoriously difficult to find people there due to the terrain and lack of cell towers and

face him. "I meant how you're doing, Edwin. Not Fiona or

searching my face. Finally, he said, "I've been better. I miss

a cherry blossom petal from my hair. His fingers brushed against

it against my face for a moment. His palm was warm and comforting against my skin. "I was never angry, Edwin.