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.”

tiny smirk. “I think I partially have you to thank

the car rolled to a stop, the sound of gravel crunching beneath the tires fading into the quiet forest that surrounded us. Charles turned off the

here, we’re on foot,” Charles said, his voice low. He looked at us over his shoulder. “Are you

Even if I wasn’t ready, I would still

With hardly

Edwin both shifted-Charles into the form of a dusty gray wolf, and Edwin the enormous black one that I had only seen a couple of

like this left me

that I might be able to

today.

and pulled myself up, where I tangled my fingers in the thick, velvety fur between his shoulders and leaned

love you,” I whispered through the mate

voice echoed back in my mind. “Whatever happens,

that; I believed him with every ounce of my

the forest. The world blurred around us, shadows and trees flying past in a dizzying rush as Edwin’s powerful legs carried us closer to the clearing where we were

railroad tracks that served as the border, but other than that, we’d decided to go

as if we were going into this blind.

it seem as if we

finally slowed, the clearing came into view. I saw the cabin first, a dark silhouette against the muted light filtering through the trees. I saw a figure standing on the porch-Fiona. And at least a dozen more

assumed. Somehow, Fiona still had followers here even though she had failed them so many times. Or maybe they were just

But then I saw…

Peter.

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 more than just stab him, it seemed;

a cruel smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as

decided to show up,” she called out,

her voice, and when his eyes found

to no avail-they were

terrified-not for

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dramatically, stepping forward to kick

she cooed,

vicious, so vicious that I could almost feel it in reliving Peter’s memories in that dream. He let

in me not to

thought fiercely through the bond, the

yet,” Edwin’s voice answered, a low, angry growl.