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On my eighteenth birthday, a mouthwatering scent filled my nostrils and I was shocked when I saw the professor I hated the most was my mate. Returning home, my stepmom said she was going to introduce to me her new husband which shocked me. My father was disabled from a brutal illness yet she wanted to marry another man. When he came in, he turned out to be him. My Mate and My Professor.
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My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 74
LENA. It had been three weeks since I and the stranger had intercourse. Three weeks but I haven't felt anything. Daniel walked into my room and dropped some books for me to read for my upcoming exam. I haven't been speaking to him since the incident between us. “Thank you, “ I whispered. “Uhm…” He paused at the doorpost, his eyes were on me when I raised my head. “Have… do you feel anything recently?” He asked. I had also been watching myself lately but then I had felt nothing. Werewolf pregnancy was faster than humans and even humans should feel pregnancy symptoms at two weeks. “No,” I said. “Lena, you can't be tricky with this. You have to tell me everything.” His words were more like a warning. I said nothing.Did he think I would hide the fact that I am pregnant? “I used the pregnancy strip yesterday, it showed negative. I am not pregnant, yet,” I said reading through the lines of the medical textbook. Daniel nodded before he left. I sighed. I wonder why I haven't gotte
Last Updated : 2025-03-29My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 73
ALEXANDER. Lena had to be the one giving me the ability to wake up every day. The thought of she carrying my baby in her belly gave me so much strength to go ahead with my life. To find the truth and make everything right. The other day, I had seen her at the library, sitting by the window, lost in a book. She always looked the most peaceful when she was reading. There was something about the way she tucked her hair behind her ear, the way her lips moved slightly as she read, completely absorbed in the world of words.I had wanted to go to her. To sit beside her, to hear her voice again. To touch her. To feel the warmth I had been missing. To tell her she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seenBut I didn’t. I couldn't. We needed this space to sort things out. Also because this—this life she was building—was what I had always wanted for her. A life where she was free, where she had friends, where she wasn’t bound to me and the chaos that came with our families. I would do them
Last Updated : 2025-03-27My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 72
LENAI shut the door to my room behind me, my heart heavy with emotions I couldn’t quite name. Daniel’s anger still lingered in the air, suffocating me even though he was nowhere near. What was he hiding? His reaction had been so extreme, so defensive. Why would he get that angry over me checking his laptop? The more I thought about it, the more unsettled I became. What was so big about the stranger that he didn't want me to know? I sighed and moved over to my window seat, the place where I often curled up with my books. It overlooked a small garden that belonged to the neighbors. The roses there were blooming, their soft pink petals swaying gently in the breeze. Usually, the sight calmed me, but today, my heart wouldn’t stop racing. I tried to get lost in the pages of my medical textbook, but the words blurred together. No matter how hard I tried to focus, my mind kept drifting.Daniel’s behavior was odd, but what was more confusing was the stranger. His letter had left an impressio
Last Updated : 2025-03-26My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 71
LENA. The warm water cascaded down my body, washing away the remnants of sleep and the soreness that lingered from the night before. As I stood under the spray, I let my mind wander. The stranger’s words from the letter replayed in my head, over and over again.“My future oncologist…”Why did that line make my chest feel tight? It was ridiculous. I shouldn’t be thinking about him like this — whoever he was. The only thing that mattered was the deal we made and what I stood to gain from it. Still, the way he had written those words… as if he saw something in me that even I struggled to believe.I shook my head, pushing the thoughts aside. No use getting caught up in fantasies. I had work to do.After drying off and slipping into a simple white top and jeans, I grabbed my bag and headed out. The library was quiet today, just the way I liked it. The smell of books and the soft hum of silence made it easy to forget the weight pressing on my shoulders. I found my usual corner by the windo
Last Updated : 2025-03-26My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 70
LENA. The morning after was colder than I expected. My body ached in places I hadn’t felt before, and the unfamiliar scent of the strange man lingered in the sheets. It was a subtle, musky scent, one I couldn’t seem to shake, no matter how much I tried. It seemed famillair too, in a way that I couldn't shake off. I sat up slowly, my body protesting the motion, my body ached. The stranger was certainly a strong man who knew how to fuck a woman. He pushed his entire cock into me and god, it felt good. I wouldn't lie, I loved his hands on me. Perhaps it was because I got really drunk. I didn't know the difference between what I wanted and what I needed to survive. I blinked a few times, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep, as I was tired yet I couldn't shake off the thought of that man. The stranger. The night. The way he had looked at me with those piercing eyes, as though he could see through all my layers and right into the soul I kept hidden from the world. He had said nothi
Last Updated : 2025-03-26My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 69
ALEXANDER. With my baby in her belly. Raising the baby and receiving child support, no man would be able to snatch her away from me. She was going to be mine forever and I had nothing to fear. This was the only way I could make her completely mine, trap her for myself alone. No one except for me has the right to call her ‘mine’ except for me. I could never bear the thought of another man claiming her. I just know it would hurt like shit. It would hurt so much and I would never be able to bear it. This was the reason for this plan. I knew very well that it was wrong and it would hurt her if she found out later but then I am certain she would forgive me. Lena had a forgiving heart. I had told Daniel to feed her alcohol. Plus, I used a masking cream to mask my scent. This way she wouldn't know that it was me. I walked into the room, and the light in the hallway cast my shadow on the floor, next to the bed frame that she laid on. I shut the door very quickly before she would be able to
Last Updated : 2025-03-08My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 68
LENA. “He just wants to be sure he can impregnante a woman. If you truly become pregnant then you can keep the child. He will always send child support,” Daniel explained. All I did was stare at him. I tried to talk but I was unable to. Daniel said that there was a man who had low sperm count. He had been on treatment for close to two years now and he finally wants to be sure he could inpregnant a woman now. Couldn't he just get a girl and impregnated her? I asked. “No, he needs a decent girl. You are the only decent girl I know. You need this support and connection to make it in this world. I suggest you take it for real because if you don't then you would have to go back to your pack.” He answered.I paused for some second, tears building in my eyes at the thought of going back to my back. I hated the reality of it. The idea of going back to my pack house. It seemed it was better for me to let myself be an incubator, a test experiment. I didn't have much choice, I had to do t
Last Updated : 2025-03-07My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 67
ALEXANDER. Six months and all I had done was watch her from afar. It was all I could do, watch her from afar. Watch her handle projects. Talk about cancer and ways to prevent it. I saw his much she loved it so I made Daniel include her in it all - god, she was so pretty and intelligent. I knew she was always smart but her environment was restraining her. Her exam was in three days and once she passed the examination, she was moving to another country where her college was. I wouldn't be seeing her again. I feared that she would find another man and fall in love with him. She had not for once thought about me or spoken about me. Edward told me, the guy I sent to watch over her. He was also the one I used in delivering the locket with her mother’s photo. Hence I came up with a plan. As much as I couldn't be with her right now, she was still mine and I loved her so much. It was not a good plan, Tyrant hated it as well. “It could affect her studies!” Tyrant said. I knew. I knew
Last Updated : 2025-03-06My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 66
LENA. It has been six months since I left the pack house. Six months since I was sent out by Tina and lied against by Alexander. I've been in Daniel’s house, helping him with every little thing, and this way I was learning myself. To be an oncologist wasn't easy. Taking the exams was hard work as well. This was the only way I had been able to cope though. To forget my past and move on from the pain. Daniel had been quite official with me. He was always on his own, and he only called me whenever it was time to work. “How old are you?” He asked me when I was helping him with some research. Daniel had a job to do, a critical one that involved two women which was to be done on the same day. I watched him with so admiration. “I turn nineteen in two days,” I said. It would soon be one year since I found out Alexander was my mate. Since the love that was never going to be reciprocated began. “Good.” “Your exam is in two weeks as well, you need to study harder for the next two weeks
Last Updated : 2025-03-05
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Lady Tina grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. I shouted as pain radiated through me. Goodness, it hurt so much. I tried holding her hands to soothe the pain but she only pulled harder and it felt like she was pulling my hair from my scalp one after the other. “Stop, please,” I begged, tears running down both sides of my eyes. “Didn’t I warn you? I told you to never wash the dirty linen with the washing machine. Do you want to infect my clothing!” She tugged at my hair, increasing the pressure of her hands around my hair. Goodness, it hurt so much. “I am sorry,” I begged, sobbing hard. “Your father pees and poos all over the bed linen yet you wash it in the same washing machine I use for my clothes. Are you crazy?” She slapped my face, letting go of my hair and I fell to the floor. “It's cause I am late for school, I am sorry.” I quickly fell to my knees, begging her so she would let me go. “You are stupid. Stupid is what you are. You make excuses for your laziness. The next...
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