One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 226

Audrey & Third Person

Audrey

I held my arm up to shield my face from the onslaught of flashing cameras.

“Look this way, Silver Star!”

“Another kiss for the newspaper!”

“Over here!”

Somewhere through the haze of lights and voices, I felt a warm hand gently tug my hand away from my eyes. “It’s alright,” Edwin’s voice rippled through my mind, instantly soothing me. Just smile and let them get their pictures and they’ll go away.”

I nodded and did as he said, and sure enough, the cameras stopped flashing within a few moments. But I couldn’t help but feel dazed as I watched them scurry away, like I was on display in a museum. And as if the staring earlier wasn’t bad enough, it was even worse now.

“Sorry,” Edwin said, letting out a deep sigh. “I guess I should have thought of that possibility before kissing you in front of everyone.”

“No. It’s alright.” I managed a watery smile. “I’d rather you kiss me than not. But I think I need a few moments.”

“Of course.” Edwin released his grip on my waist and I pulled away, pushing through the crowd. I located the sign for the bathrooms at the back of the dance hall and began heading in that direction, just needing a few minutes to gather myself.

It was just cameras, I knew; but it was just… a lot tonight. Since we’d been working on spreading the rumors that I’d shifted, wasn’t just a shadow anymore. People recognized me. Revered me, in their own way.

And that also meant that they seemed to think I didn’t need space. That I didn’t deserve privacy.

I hoped that Edwin was right-that the news would grow old soon and people would stop staring and whispering and taking pictures.

But I’d also lived long enough in this world to know how celebrities were treated by the paparazzi, always having to hide their faces and avoid going out in public. Not that I liked thinking of myself as a ‘celebrity’, but… was that my future? Being on display? Constantly?

Shaking my head at my overactive thoughts, I pushed the rest of my way through the crowd. I just needed some water and some air, that was all.

I didn’t make it far, however, before I felt a cold hand wrap around my wrist.

“Silver Star.”

I turned, eyes wide, to see Stella towering over me once more-only this time, her cold gaze was almost… pleading

said, moving to pull my wrist away from her grip. “Do

“I have back pain,” she

really sure what she was getting at or

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can heal me, can’t you?” she ground out. “You’ve shifted. I assume you’ve unlocked

couldn’t heal her, or anyone for that matter, because my shifting was all just

I said, “I’ve been drinking tonight. I don’t think it’s a good time for me to try

+5.

“You must be a little liar, then,” she hissed, yanking me toward her. My feet tangled in the long skirt of my dress, and I nearly stumbled. “I know

mouth worked

as usual,” Stella growled

Hard.

sent me reeling backwards, feet fully tangled in my skirt and arms windmilling through the air. Suddenly, there was a crash and a

hit his, sending glass shattering all across the floor. The surrounding area fell silent as I groaned, sitting up to see that the waiter was soaked in wine and champagne and the hardwood was covered in

eyes widened.

“Audrey! What happened!”

on his face. “I’m fine,” I managed, climbing to my knees and

“I asked her to heal my back pain and she freaked

worked its way through the nearby crowd, and I felt my face turn beet red. Somewhere in the distance, the rest of the attendees were oblivious to the distraction, and I hoped it stayed

I thought to Edwin through the Mindlink. “I think she knows we’re

darkened. “I’ll

my feet, he glanced at his mother over his shoulder. “It seems to me like you startled the Silver

with barely contained rage. “You accuse your

helping the waiter to his feet now. “Perhaps this

before nodding and smoothing down his stained uniform. “She was holding the Silver Star’s

eyes turned to Stella now, who looked fit to be tied. I resisted the urge to let out a sigh of relief and instead said in the calmest voice I could manage, “It was all a misunderstanding.” I turned to the waiter. “I’m sorry I

nodded quickly. “Yes, Miss. I’m alright. Thank

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slipped away in anger at some point, because when I stood and placed

thought to me. I didn’t need to respond for him to know that I really did need some air

marble column was soothing against my

“She knows.”

“She’s just testing you. There’s no way she

comforting, did nothing to soothe me. “I