One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 233

Audrey

The car bounced over the uneven road, rattling ominously with every dip and jolt of a pothole or cr***ck in the unkempt asphalt.

Edwin’s hand tightened around mine, his thumb slowly tracing over my knuckles. I couldn’t decide whether he was trying to soothe me or himself; maybe both. It wasn’t really working, though. Not when we were heading through Coldclaw territory. “You don’t have to do this,” he said for what felt like the millionth time that morning. “It’s dangerous. And ***. And…”

His voice trailed off, but he didn’t need to finish. I’d heard it all before, and he knew that.

I glanced at him, taking in the sharp line of his jaw, the way his brows were drawn tightly together. There was worry in the lines etched around his eyes, lines that were so deep and dark that I couldn’t help but wonder if they might just stay there once this whole ordeal was over.

“I know I don’t need to do it,” I answered, my voice surprisingly soft and steady despite my utter terror. “But I can’t let Peter die. He’s-he’s my family now, too.” I paused, then added with a tiny smirk, “Besides… We’ve got a vacation to go on next year, don’t we?”

At the mention of our trip, Edwin’s hand tightened around mine for a brief second, his thumb stilling.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. None of this needed to happen. If only I’d shifted sooner, unleashed my powers sooner… Peter wouldn’t be held captive by Fiona and Axel and Edwin and

I wouldn’t be on our way to Coldclaw territory.

At least, those were the thoughts that I kept to myself.

Edwin must have felt it down the bond even though I tried to hide it, and he flinched.

“Don’t start blaming yourself.”

I clenched my jaw and looked out the window. “It’ll be a lot easier not to once Peter’s home. Safe.”

Edwin glanced at me. “You….” He began, but then seemed to stop himself.

Instead, his eyes drifted back to the road, as if focusing on the jagged path ahead would somehow make this easier. The plan -our plan-was reckless, but it was the only chance we had.

Fiona wanted me, and I was willing to gamble on the hope that she would stay true to her word and trade Peter’s life for mine. The thought of Peter, poor, sweet Peter, tied up and suffering because of his loyalty to us, was too much.

He was more than just Edwin’s brother to me. He was part of this family I had found, part of us. And I wasn’t going to let him die alone.

Finally, Edwin said softly, “You’ve changed so much, Audrey… You’re becoming everything they said you would be. The Silver Star. My Luna.” He shook his head. “They never told me that you’d be insane enough to do something like this, though.”

“I think I partially

into the quiet forest that

on foot,” Charles said, his voice low. He looked at us over his shoulder.

the crisp morning air biting at my skin as I stepped out into the cold. Even if I wasn’t ready, I would still need to do this. I wasn’t going to roll over

With hardly

moment’s hesitation, Charles and Edwin both shifted-Charles into the form of a dusty gray wolf, and

seeing him like

that I might

today.

back. I swung one leg over him and pulled myself up, where I tangled my fingers in the thick, velvety fur between his shoulders and leaned forward

you,” I whispered through the mate

voice echoed back in my mind. “Whatever happens, just

didn’t need to convince me of that; I believed him with every ounce of my

blurred around us, shadows and trees flying past in a dizzying rush as

and Charles. Crescent warriors waited by the railroad tracks

it appear as if we were going into this blind.

all, we needed to make it seem as if we had no clue that Fiona and Axel

view. I saw the cabin first, a dark silhouette against the muted light filtering through the trees. I saw a figure standing on

though she had failed

But then I saw…

Peter.

broken-more than that-bloodied, his skin pale, his body sagging as if

the corners of her

decided to show up,” she called out, leaning haughtily against the porch

head snapped up at the sound of her voice, and when his eyes found mine, terror filled

avail-they were too tight. “Edwin, no! Why

reddening with tears. He looked terrified-not for himself, but for

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stepping forward to

down, Petey,” she cooed, sneering at

it in reliving Peter’s memories

not to leap from Edwin’s back and

to kill her,” I thought fiercely through the bond, the

low,