One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 267

Audrey

I jolted awake with a gasp, still tasting the acrid sensation of ash and rubble on my tongue. Only I wasn’t in the collapsing building anymore.

Harsh fluorescent lights glared down at me, making my eyes burn as I squinted against their brightness. My body felt heavy, every inch of me aching as I slowly became aware of my surroundings.

I was in a hospital.

My heart stuttered in my chest as the memories of what had happened began to rush back all at once.

Edwin.

No, no, no. I shouldn’t be here. I should be with-

Panic took hold of me. I tried to sit up, ignoring the sharp pain that suddenly ripped through my abdomen.

“Edwin!” I rasped, looking around wildly. “Where is he? Where

“Shh, sweetheart.” A familiar voice cut through my panic, and a hand pressed gently against my shoulder, pushing me back down onto the bed. “He’s right here. Look to your left.”

My head snapped to the side so fast that the room spun, my vision blurring for a moment before it settled.

And then I saw him.

Edwin was lying in the hospital bed next to mine, his chest rising and falling slowly. His skin was pale, and thick bandages wrapped around his torso, but… he was alive.

He was breathing.

The sight of him sent a rush of relief through me. A sob caught in my throat, tears welling up in my eyes as the memories of the warehouse came crashing down on me. The blood. The knife. The way I had felt him dying through our bond, slipping away right in front of me.

“But… the knife,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I turned to my mother, who was sitting perched on the edge of my bed, her hand still resting on my shoulder. “I felt it. I felt him dying. How is he–how are we both still…”

softened, her hand squeezing mine gently. “Whatever you did in there,” she said quietly,

hard, fragments of my memory beginning to resurface–the warmth of his blood on my hands, the overwhelming surge of wild desperation that came over me, the feeling of wanting to save him

I reached up to touch my chest, feeling the steady pulse of our bond, still strong, still there. “I kissed him, and I just… I wanted to trade my life for his. I was ready to do whatever

those moments. That act

know,” my mother admitted, her eyes lingering on my face for a moment before flicking to my

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that made me frown.

and nodded toward my hair. “Take a

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black strands with a single silver streak that I had grown so used to, the hair that now

temporary transformation like I had

trembling as I stared at the strands of hair. “It’s… beautiful,” I whispered, the words leaving my mouth before I even had time

I was, how it was once the source of my torment. But now, this… this felt right. It felt like it belonged to me. Like

down, pressing a warm kiss to my cheek. “I promise I didn’t bleach your hair in your

but before I could speak, a soft groan from the other bed caught our attention.

I whispered, my chest humming with

“Audrey…”

him Pain shot through my body, but I barely felt it. All I could think

bed, my tears flowing freely as I wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in his neck. “You idiot,” I sobbed, the word coming out without

his fingers tangling in my now–silver hair, and I felt him exhale softly, his breath warm against my temple. “Hm. You’re one

“I should be thanking you,” he said softly. “Your

I was transported back to my own death–to those moments that I had been lost in that void, following that invisible thread connecting us. Our bond had

time soft and slow, savoring the feeling of his lips

open then, and suddenly the

cry of joy, her arms wrapping around both Edwin and me. Peter was right behind her, his eyes lighting up as he joined the hug, his arms wrapping

came Tina, who shoved the other two out of the way and slapped me across the face–lightly, but just enough to sting a little–before she threw her

me like that again, you dumb fucking bitch” Tina sobbed into my shoulder

mother’s eyes widened. “Tina! If you’re sharing a home with me, you’d better