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 have you to thank for

of gravel crunching beneath the tires fading into the quiet forest that surrounded us. Charles

low. He looked at

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

With hardly

form of a dusty gray wolf, and Edwin the enormous black

seeing him like this left

might be able to

not today. Not

over him and pulled myself up, where I tangled my fingers in the thick, velvety fur between

I whispered

happens, just stay close to me. I won’t

need to convince me of that; I believed him with

we launched into the forest. The world blurred around us, shadows and trees flying

and Charles. Crescent warriors waited by the railroad tracks that served as the

we needed to make it appear as if we were going into this blind.

it seem as if we had no clue that Fiona

against the muted light filtering through the trees. I saw a

had failed them so many times. Or maybe they

But then I saw…

Peter.

my throat like a shard of glass at the sight of him tied to the porch railing. He looked broken-more than that-bloodied, his skin pale, his body sagging as if the silver were weighing him down. They’d done

stood nearby, a cruel smile tugging at the

Look who decided to show up,” she called out, leaning haughtily

the sound of her voice, and when

thrashing against the ropes that bound him to the post to no avail-they were too tight. “Edwin, no!

screamed, spittle flew from his mouth, his eyes quickly reddening with tears. He looked terrified-not for himself, but for me. That alone made me all the

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sighed dramatically, stepping forward to kick

down, Petey,” she cooed, sneering at

I could almost feel it in reliving Peter’s memories in that dream. He let out a choked cr muttering, “No,

not to leap

to kill her,” I thought

Edwin’s voice answered, a low,