One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

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Chapter 220

Audrey

Edwin’s hand was warm in mine as he led me away from the crowd of graduates and toward a more secluded area. My heart was still racing from the excitement of the ceremony, my diploma clutched in my other hand.

I still couldn’t believe that it was over. My time at Grayspring… This was the end. But also a beginning.

“Are you ready for your surprise?” Edwin asked, pulling me out of my reverie. I nodded, and his gray eyes tw**ed with something I couldn’t quite read as he tugged me over to one of the many little gardens that Grayspring boasted.

As he led me toward the vibrant roses and hydrangeas, I couldn’t help but wonder what exactly this ‘surprise’ was that he had planned. Was this the moment? Was he going to propose? It felt unlikely, but exciting to think about nonetheless.

But before we could get far, a voice called out and stopped us in the middle of the pebbled pathway. The sound was like nails on a chalkboard to my ears, and I instantly felt my blood run cold.

“Audrey!”

I stiffened, recognizing that voice all too well. Beside me, I felt Edwin tense as well, his hand tightening around mine. Slowly, I turned to see my adoptive parents approaching, their faces plastered with fake smiles that didn’t even come close to reaching their cold, calculating eyes.

They wanted something. I could sense it already.

“What do you want?” I bit out before I could think better of it.

“Want?” My adoptive mother chuckled and shook her head. “We don’t want anything, dear.”

“Aren’t we allowed to attend our little girl’s graduation?” my adoptive father said as he reached out-as if to hug me. I think that was more words than I had ever heard the b**d speak in one go.

moved to put himself between us, but I was already taking a step back,

adoptive parents’ smiles faltered for a moment before they quickly reassembled their masks of so-called ‘parental affection. My adoptive father cleared his throat, his

exactly what you’re

predatory gleam flickering in their depths before she turned to Edwin. Her voice was sickeningly sweet, dripping with false kindness as she wrung her hands together. “Well,

stiffened. “That’s

lift the ban on us adopting more kids,” my mother said with another one of those chuckles, as if

“Also not happening.”

away, replaced by a frown. “Why not? We’re good parents; after

the sound harsh and humorless. “You’re joking,

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with anger, his facade crumbling like a sandcastle in the tide. He took a step toward me, his fists clenching at his sides, but Edwin was quicker.

rumbled in his chest, a clear warning.

some research… Last I heard, you shattered some poor kid’s eye socket in the ring and never fought again. I wonder if you’ll

reaching out to

down the bond,

deceivingly calm. “And I’ll gladly hurt you if you lay a finger on her. So go ahead.” He stretched his arms out, nearly blocking my view of my adoptive parents. I could see the muscles ticking beneath his white shirt, his wolf itching to fight. “If you want to fight, you

air was like c****g electricity as my adoptive father eyed Edwin up and down, clearly weighing the risks. I found myself holding my breath, waiting for the

voice

“That won’t be necessary.”

to see Claudia-my real mother-hobbling toward us, leaning heavily on a cane.

unable to believe what I was seeing.

am.” She smiled warmly at me, the expression lighting up her tired face, before turning a steely gaze on my adoptive parents. “Hello. I’m

threw her head back and

But my mother didn’t flinch. “I know how you treated my daughter. You should be ashamed of

the one who

forward on her cane, her thin hand shaking with rage. Edwin reached out to steady her, but she waved him off. “I,