로그인“You’ll get cold,” Professor Vale said matter-of-factly. Then the next words nearly stopped Eva’s heart. “We should get you out of these clothes.”Eva’s eyes widened as his hand slipped under her T-shirt.The professor was kneeling right between her knees, staring straight into her eyes.“Don’t you think?” He brushed her bare skin, and the skin-to-skin contact nearly melted her. Eva knew for a while that her feelings for the professor were not that simple, but right now the fire she felt caressing slowly under her skin, kindled by his touch, was something otherworldly.The professor’s hands traveled to her back, to her waist, then down to just the curve of her butt. With every caress, her eyes kept widening, and her back arched at his touch. Yet the focus of his eyes never wavered from hers. It was a question and a demand at the same time. Meanwhile, what should or shouldn’t be warred inside Eva. He pulled her closer, guiding her to the edge of the couch, and her knees bracketed his b
Sebastian put her down gently. She stumbled a little and rested her hand on his shoulder to balance herself.Eva clutched Sebastian’s shoulder tightly before he put her down on one of the benches and brushed her hair away from her neck and face. Her body tensed at his touch, fighting the instinct to lean into it. He stopped, meeting her eyes without blinking, but his dark gray gaze grew darker. Sebastian’s fingertip brushed her cheekbone, wiping away the pearl-like droplets on her pale skin, leaving fire in its wake. Eva’s breath shuddered under the weight of his stare. His thumb came to trace her lower lip, and her lips parted. He stepped slightly closer while she shifted her weight onto her toes. His breath brushed her lips. She shivered, and Sebastian snapped out of the trance. He stepped back at the same time Eva did.Eva looked down at the floor. Sebastian’s hand fell over her shoulder and then her arm, rubbing it in comfort. Startled, Eva looked up at him in question. He wasn’t
Eva had already read the one paragraph three times, sitting on the bench under a tree outside the football courtyard. The sun was pleasantly warm, yet the words hadn’t registered, because no matter what she was doing, her mind kept repeating the memory of the library, and she could still feel the strong arms of Professor Vale around her. The look in his eyes was burned into her mind. She took a deep breath and patted her heated cheeks.What are you thinking?! This would only speak of disaster! You are on a partial scholarship. If anyone had even seen you this close with a professor, you would be done for.The idea that she might have to return to her hometown, under her uncle’s roof—she swallowed. No. No. One more year is left. I can still be fine with it. I can go through this!That just brought her back to her other problem. Whenever she tried to imagine her future beyond university, she couldn’t. She had taken political science and history as majors simply because she couldn’t thin
“Can I be blunt?” The no-nonsense voice of Maya made Sebastian lean back in the chair after she took his pulse. She took this as a sign to continue.“Your last two ruts were painful. This one might kill you if you don’t—”“Leave it, Maya,” he cut her off. She gave him an unimpressed look, but he just stared back, unyielding.“Honestly, what do you get out of torturing yourself like that?” Maya shook her head, her short curly hair bouncing. “You know how hard it is to find someone your wolf and your heart are in sync with.” If there was any other wolf, this would call for celebration but for Alpha Sebastian; this appeared to be a complication like any other thing in his 32 years of life. Maya couldn’t help but feel exhausted for her friend and Alpha.Sebastian closed his eyes. He knew. Many wolves would die to be in his place, and when he closed his eyes, he saw Eva’s sweet face in his mind’s eye—wide brown eyes, thick dark-chocolate hair reaching her back, small full lips, a moon-shap
“Meow.”The sound made Sebastian stop, making him look around. He was walking past the university dorms; there was a little garden in between, and the sidewalk was lined with trees and flower bushes to the side. It was morning.“Um… excuse me?”It was said softly—if he didn’t have supernatural senses, he would have never heard it. He looked up, a little surprise flashing behind his dark gray eyes. A girl—she must be eighteen—wearing white jeans and a navy-blue long-sleeve T-shirt, was on the tree with a small bundle of something cuddled in her arms. It took a moment to realize it was a cat. When the black cat turned her head, golden eyes blinked down at him.When the girl noticed she had his attention, she smiled sheepishly.“Umm… can you help me come down?” She looked down nervously. “A ladder would… be nice…?” She cleared her throat, blinking her wide brown eyes at him.Amusement passed through his eyes, thinking how the girl got up there if she couldn’t get down on her own—but the







