One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 263

Audrey

My heart pounded against the inside of my chest as Edwin expertly maneuvered the car through the winding road. But try as we might to keep pace, the white van ahead wove through the trees with even more practiced precision, the driver clearl knowing every twist and turn like the back of his hand. Unlike us.

We had been on the van’s tail for miles now, Edwin’s eyes never once leaving the road. His knuckles were around the steering wheel, his focus entirely zeroed in on not letting that van out of our sight. It wasn’t easy.

white as sheets

I braced myself against the dashboard as we hit another rough patch of road, the car jolting violently. “I need to try to get into the driver’s mind,” I said, shutting my eyes and narrowing my focus. It was the only way; I had to compel him to stop, somehow.

“Can you even reach him from here?” Peter asked, gripping the back of my seat.

“I don’t know,” I muttered, “but I have to try.”

Edwin grunted as he hit the gas even harder. “I’ll get you closer.

Closing my eyes, I focused all of my silver energy on the man behind the steering wheel. Just as Sophia had said, the driver‘ mind was like a fortress, clearly trained specifically to keep me out.

But he was also afraid, and I knew one thing for certain: fear creates cracks. And I could feel them–small fractures in his mental defenses. I pressed harder, searching for an opening, for the weakness that would let me slip through, even if only for a moment.

“Come on,” I whispered, squeezing my eyes shut tighter. “Just stop the

A cold sweat broke out across my skin as I pushed further. needed to push a little harder, and then-

an.”

his mind. His barriers started to crumble, little by little. I just

Suddenly, the van’s brake lights flared red, and it screeched to a stop in a cloud of dust and debris. The tires skidded over the loose dirt, kicking up a storm of gravel behind it, but it came to a safe stop at the edge of the road.

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brakes. He brought our car to a grinding halt just behind

car. He sprinted toward the van, hands clenched, ready to fight. Edwin was quick to follow, and I wasn’t far behind. I kept my hold on the driver’s mind as best I could, although he was

yanked the back doors open, where Betty was held, while

But then Peter froze.

he cried out, kicking the tail light so hard it shattered. “The van is

skidded to a stop beside him, staring into the cargo area that should have contained my friend. My mind slipped away from the driver’s the moment I realized that Peter was right. There was nothing.

I breathed, my pulse quickening as I raced around to where Edwin was currently hauling the driver out by his shirt collar. “We saw thern load

the van, the man’s head bouncing off the metal with a sickening

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clenched his mouth shut and glared daggers

like slamming into a brick wall. His resistance was

I’d drain the last of my abilities–and I couldn’t waste them on pawns

the man’s eye. “I know how to make people talk,”

hit him, I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. “No, Edwin.

knew I was right; it was too close to his days as a boxer. Too much like the

muttered, his eyes blazing as he rolled up his

us could stop him, Peter’s fist flew and

Hard.

of bone and cartilage filled the air, and blood sprayed across Peter’s hand as the

smile that was tugging at the corner of my mouth. For all his reckless fury, Peter’s protective instincts when it came to Betty were oddly endearing, in a brutal,

slumping to the ground up against the side of the van. “You broke my

He’s

rest of your skull next if you don’t tell us where that other van went,” Peter hissed. He wiped his bloody hand on the driver’s shirt, glancing up at us with a

he returned his focus to the driver. “Tell us,” he said, his voice

A moment later, he pulled out a folded map, his