One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 225

Audrey

“If you feel the need to assault me in this dress again, at least give me a five minute warning.”

Edwin’s lips curled up into a sly smirk in response to my teasing as we pulled up to the venue, although the reddened tinge to the tips of his ears wasn’t lost on me.

The charity gala was held in a historic art museum smack dab in the center of the city, all tall marble columns and enormous windows with golden light spilling out onto the sidewalk. A heavy wooden door opened and closed as droves of finely-dressed gala attendees poured in, expensive sports cars idling at the curb.

“I know I shouldn’t, but I feel so out of place,” I mused as our driver put the car in park. Just looking out the tinted window at all of the other wealthy men and women made me feel like a pauper.

Edwin shot me a look as he opened the car door and helped me out. My dress was long enough that I had to pick up the skirt with one hand just to walk up the red carpet.

“You’re the Silver Star everyone’s been talking about,” he said, placing his hand on the small of my back, “And you’re the heir to Silverbite. And the future Luna of Crescent. You have more of a right to be here than some other people, that’s for certain.”

I felt my stomach twist somewhat at the vague mention of Edwin’s parents, who would no doubt be in attendance tonight. I hadn’t seen his father since…

“Well, I still feel out of place,” I said, although it was hard not to notice the stares and whispers I was already getting.

As we made our way into the bustling gala, I couldn’t help but think how ironic it was; as a human, my silver streak essentially labeled me as a racist heretic.

But as a werewolf, sauntering into a public event fully clad in silver with my streak on prominent display… No one seemed to bat an eye. Not in a bad way, at least.

“The Silver Star’s resistance to silver poisoning is very symbolic,” Edwin explained through our Mindlink, noticing my confusion. “Wearing silver as a human is sacrilege, as a werewolf it’s frowned upon, but as the Silver Star, it’s like a beacon.”

I frowned in confusion at that. “Quit speaking in riddles.”

Edwin sighed, his hand slipping up my spine to guide me through an awestruck cluster of guests. I flashed a tense smile as we passed, to which their eyes widened in response-as if a celebrity had just noticed them.

“You’re the one werewolf who cannot be harmed by silver in the same way the rest of us are,” Edwin replied. “For that, among other things, people see you as a sign of hope; and therefore, you’re given certain… privileges.”

Before I could answer, Edwin stopped and grabbed two glasses of champagne from a passing waiter. He handed me one, gently clinking his glass against mine. “Sip. It’ll help.”

but it really did help. After a few sips, I found my nerves easing somewhat. I turned,

gala really was magnificent; the soft strains of a string quartet carrying across the crowd, glittering chandeliers casting a warm amber glow over

which many of the older attendees had gathered. Buffet

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Chapter 225

to awaken in anticipation,

“It’s the Silver Star…”

“Has she really shifted?”

they catch the light…

Silver Star. We

last voice caused both Edwin and I to turn, and instantly, I felt

Stella.

Edwin’s mother.

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head to toe as if appraising me all over again. She wore an icy blue gown that fell

queen in all

arm tightening around my waist. “Where is

even more, if that was even possible. “He’s still

pushed down the urge to bite out a retort. I really wanted to say, “I hope the wounds are deeper than the wounds he gave your son,” but I

smile and said, “Give

eyes snapped to me, her upper lip curling back

kind way, but in understanding. And maybe even a

you finally shifted.

before Stella could begin questioning. “So we’re celebrating tonight. Which reminds me…” He turned to me and c****d his head toward

smile, grateful for the chance to slip away without

to our abrupt exit, she didn’t show it, and instead walked away

response.

me as he guided me away. “That wasn’t so bad,