One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 266

Audrey & Third Person

Audrey

The building trembled around us, the walls groaning as if the entire structure was on the verge of collapse. Dust choked th air, thick and suffocating, as chunks of ceiling began to rain down in showers.

But I didn’t run. I couldn’t. I stayed right there, cradling Edwin’s head in my lap.

“Get up!” Peter’s voice cracked as he crouched next to me, desperately gripping my shoulder. “Audrey, we have to go! The whole place is coming down!”

I didn’t answer, didn’t look at him. My vision was blurred by the tears streaming down my face, my focus only on the man bleeding out in my arms. I pressed my hands into his wound, willing it to close, but it was no use. That scream that had ripped from my throat had drained every drop of my power in one burst.

Edwin’s blood had already soaked through his shirt, a dark stain that was spreading too quickly, like a deep crimson flower. The bond between us pulsed with our shared pain as his life force slipped away.

I had to stay. I needed to be with him. If he wasn’t going to make it, then neither was I.

Edwin’s chest rose and fell in shallow gasps, and his hand trembled as he lifted it, his fingers brushing my cheek. “Co. The children,” he rasped, his voice barely audible over the deafening noise of the collapsing warehouse. “You have to… get them out. Get yourself out.”

I shook my head fiercely, choking on a sob. “No,” I whispered, the words breaking as they left my throat. “I can’t–Betty and Peter can handle that. I’m not leaving you.”

Betty appeared beside us then, her face streaked with dirt, her wide eyes shimmering with the same fear I felt curling in my chest. She knelt down, grabbing my blood–soaked hand. “Audrey-”

“I’m staying,” I said, yanking my hand away and jerking my head toward the door. “You and Peter get the children out. All of them.” I met Peter’s gaze. “That’s an order from your Luna.”

Peter clenched his jaw, torn between his duty and his desire to stay. He looked like he wanted to argue, but he knew there was no time. He gave a single, stiff nod, then rose to his feet, pulling Betty up with him. They were already calling out to the children below as they sprinted toward the stairs.

then it

mouth, his fingers twitching as they traced the line of my cheek. “You need to go…. the knife…” He winced, his

as I pressed my forehead against his. “I’m not leaving you. Never

the roof collapsed nearby dust and debris filling the space around us. I could feel the building trembling like a

begged, his voice barely a whisper now, “Live… for

gripped his hand, pressing

“Together or not at all, I won’t let you

gaze was soft, filled with a love so deep that it

break me in two.

he breathed, the words so quiet, I almost didn’t hear them. “In this life… and the

down, pressing my lips to his. The kiss tasted of blood, salt, and all the promises we had made and would

too,” I whispered back.

then the ceiling

Third Person

th like a slap to the face, the sudden

had time to breathe befor

children, guided by the older ones, poured

as the first loud, earth–shaking groan sounded from behind them. His only thought was to get as f away from the collapsing building as possible, his arms tightening around the children he carried. He turned as he ran, glancing over his shoulder, and saw the warehouse beginning to fold

rift in the dirt had begun to open, threatening to swallow the warehouse and

Peter shouted, his

him, her own arms filled with children, but her face was pale, eyes wild with fear. They had barely cleared the distance when

debris hurtling toward them, knocking both Betty and Peter off

struggled to her knees, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. Peter, releasing the children

wasn’t looking

she whispered, her voice breaking as she lifted a trembling hand toward the rubble. “No, no,