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My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 85
ALEXANDER. She hates me. She really hates me. Lena, her name was Lena. I remember. She told me not to come near her. Her eyes screamed with fear. She feared me. Did I do something bad? I only protected her. Why couldn't she see that? Did she hate me? Perhaps she thought that I was a monster. Was I? But I would never let the monster get her. I would hide him deep within me and never allow him to get to her. She ran. Why did she run? I wanted her to come back. To me. To be with me. Why couldn't she be with me? Was I a monster? Did she hate me? I wasn't sure. I walked around my room. My fingers in my hair. My scalp was itching. A lot. It happened when I felt anxious. When I didn't know what to do. When I didn't understand what was happening. Lena looked like she was going to run from me. I didn't want her to run. I wanted her to stay with me. I didn't want her to fear me. Her smell, she smelled so good and I didn't want that to be gone. I needed her to st
My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 84
LENA.I was shocked to the ground. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t.There was blood all over. The blood of my best friend; a man who had been there for me my entire life. This man killed him. Every part of me tensed with pain.I didn’t know what to do.I could only stare. The image stuck with me. The smell of blood was thick in the air, plunging into my nostrils like acid. I couldn’t take the sight off my mind.“No.” I shook my head, barely able to process the horror before me.I kept shaking my head. My hands trembled by my sides, my knees locked stiff.“No, don’t run. Don’t run.” He tried to come close to me. His bloody hands were raised in the air. My eyes went even wider. He was coming closer. He was going to kill me. I was next.And tell me why I couldn’t run.Why did my feet feel like stone? My legs betrayed me. I just couldn’t run away. A man whom I had loved… my mate was going to kill me.I shook my head harder, almost like I could shake the moment off, make it disappear. Tears ra
My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 83
ALEXANDER.White. The first thing I saw was white.The roof. Was it the roof? I looked away, it looked like it was going to fall on me. The brightness stung my eyes. It was too clean. Too wrong. Like it didn’t belong in my world.I turned and saw no one next to me. No her.I was on the bed or the couch, I wasn’t sure. I looked around for her, hoping to see her again. To tell her what happened back there. What had happened back there?Blood?Spilled?That man, he kept touching her.Evil. So I killed him. Stopped him from breathing.Where did she go?Why did she leave?What did she inject me with? She injected me.Why? Didn’t she see, that man’s evil.He had to die. I had to kill him.To protect her.That man was evil.Her face. I could remember her face properly.She was angry. Angry. Her scent mixed with her anger.Was she angry at me or was he evil man?Did she know?I had to tell her. I had to find answers.So I stepped out of the bed. Couch. I wasn’t sure.I walked to the door and
My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 82
LENA.“He should never see daylight!”“He should be locked up!” I growled, anger running through my streams like blood. Alexander had killed my partner, Austin.I wasn’t sure why he had killed him. Austin was only doing his job and then he scooted over and strangled his neck.I couldn’t even believe my sight. At first, I thought it was a dream, that I had been dreaming, but when I no longer could smell him, I knew it wasn’t a dream. The scent of death hung in the air like a fog, suffocating and real. The truth sat heavy on my chest, and every breath reminded me of what I had lost.The elders looked like they were thinking about what I had said. My partner died and they were thinking about it?“Dr. Lena, I understand your concern and why you think he should be locked up, but he is the Alpha and he has fought for this pack, we cannot lock him up. Also, our Alpha just doesn’t kill. Yes, he is crazy but something must have made him kill your partner.”I stared at the elder that had spoken
My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 81
ALEXANDER.She was coming.I could smell her. Feel her.God, she smelled so good—it hit me like lightning, sharp and alive. The scent crawled through my veins, stirred something deep inside of me, and I couldn’t stop the adrenaline from spiking. Every thought I had, every inch of my brain, was consumed by her.I paced.Frantically.It smelled in here.Stale air. Dampness.That awful mix of musk and dirt that clung to everything.She might not like it.No, she definitely wouldn’t like it.She looked like a goddess. A being made of cream and starlight. Someone who should float, not walk—definitely not through filth. Not into this mess.My eyes scanned the room.Clothes were strewn everywhere—on the floor, over the chairs, in tangled piles that looked like dying animals. The maids had cleaned earlier. They always did. But I had torn through the place again looking for what was never lost.I had been searching. And searching for that one things but I never found it yet I didn't know what
My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 80
LENAI ran as fast as my legs could carry me, escaping each corridor like I was stuck in a maze. My child. That was all that rang in my head. I just wanted to see my child. And if Alexander touched even one strand of her hair, I would fight him. That much I knew. Being a mother had taught me a greater love than anything else in this world.The elders behind me yelled at me for running too fast. They said their Alpha was dangerous, that I wasn’t meant to rush into the room—but I ignored them. I ran even faster.Finally, I shoved the door open and stepped inside. My eyes scanned the room quickly—and there she was. Isna, sitting between his legs, helping him with a bandage.I didn’t even notice the blood on the floor.I rushed to her, my feet barely touching the ground, and snatched Isna up into my arms. I didn’t even really look at Alexander. My mind was fixed entirely on her—my daughter. But the scent that radiated off him was… toxic. Heavy. Intimidating. It was the kind of scent that
My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 79
ALEXANDER. “Thunk!” “Thunk!” “Thunk!” I could still hear the sound of the needle forced into my skin, and the liquid spreading through my body. I could feel the hands of the matron I had trusted around me as she released the entire thing into me. Just before my eyes completely closed up. Just like that, it began. Day after day, she came and injected me with venoms that stung. Day after day, I began to lose my senses. My memories began to jam with each other. I saw faces and memories I wasn't sure belonged to me. Voices and thoughts that weren't mine. “But why do we keep injecting him?” One of them, she. Tina. I wasn't sure, my memory was quite hazy had asked. “To jumble his memory, to make him do as we say. He is going to be Alpha and he will be under my control.” The older woman sat next to me, her fingers crawled over my skin. I couldn't quite place her voice. It sounded familiar, like I knew her but then I didn't. I couldn't recollect her face. Her memory was there, in m
My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 78
LENA“And who are you?” I raised a brow at the young man who boarded the plane. He wore a Barcelona jersey and dirty, crazed blue jeans. He looked ridiculous—mostly because he hadn’t even bothered to comb his hair. It was wild and all over the place.Still… he was handsome.Sharp jawline. Tall. Muscles filling out the jersey.But I was irritated. Why was he dressed like that? And more importantly—why was he on this plane? It was a private jet the Black Moon Pack arranged for me. They didn’t want anyone knowing their Alpha was receiving therapy.I looked up from my tablet, clearly demanding an answer.He glanced over his shoulder like there might be someone else I was talking to.“Oh, Dr. Lena, what they say about you is true,” he said with a smile.I raised a brow, unimpressed.“Well, I’m Dr. Austin. I’m your partner!” he added.My eyes widened. Dr. Austin? The director? The expert in Cognitive Behavioral Therapy—known for handling extreme cases in the most unique ways?Why was he dre
My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. 77
LENA. SEVEN YEARS LATER. “A transfer letter?” I asked, dropping the letter in front of my boss, Rodrigo. Doctor Rodrigo was the name I loved to call him. “Yes.” He sighed. “There is a critical patient I want you to take.” I chuckled. “But you couldn't inform me prior? You just want to send me back to the west pack, why? I don't want to go there.” It had been six years. Six years I had avoided that place that traumatized me. Now, I was leaving fine. I was now a doctor, a successful one. Although I couldn't be an oncologist like I wanted to be, I seemed to find peace in speaking with people and healing them with my knowledge. I have had countless cancer patients come in here. I have had many patients who needed me after their boobs were cut off. I could relate to them hence it was easy for me. Now I have a Bachelor’s in Psychology. I was also a doctor of psychology which earned me the title Dr. As well as a licensed professional counselor (LPC) All of these in six years. Jenna
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