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Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 35. The Hunter's Snare
EdwardThe bond had always been a quiet thing like wind over still water. Subtle. Unspoken. But now, it howled.I sat on the edge of my porch, elbows resting on my knees, a mug of untouched coffee cooling in my hands. The sun was barely up, casting long streaks of pale light across the frost-kissed clearing. Birds chirped somewhere deeper in the trees, but all I could hear was the ache.Albert was in pain and it was hurting me too.It wasn't physical. If it were, I would already be running. No. This was deeper. An emotional kind. The kind of pain that curdled through the bond like poison in the bloodstream. Grief. Conflict. Fear.I stared into the forest, jaw tight.Albert had been here. Hours ago, sometime after midnight. He hadn’t stayed long, hadn’t said anything clear, but I had seen the agony in his eyes. The way he had looked at me like he wanted to both run into my arms and tear out my throat.When he left, I didn't follow because I wanted to give him time to think.And now, th
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 34. The Shadow Beneath
EmonThe warehouse was nestled at the edge of the industrial zone, half-concealed by rusted fences and silence. To the world, it looked long abandoned, an empty relic of a collapsed trucking business. But inside, the truth breathed in shadows and gunmetal.This was the place where my base was. My father had allowed me to come to Nevada with the promise that I would expand our territory and I was doing just that.I arrived at 5:57 AM, dressed in black from collar to boots. My hair was still damp from the shower, slicked back neatly. The cold morning air bit at my cheeks, but my blood burned hot beneath my skin.They were already waiting when I stepped inside.Five men stood in formation near the center of the warehouse. No one sat. No one spoke. The space smelled faintly of oil and cold steel, the walls echoing with each heavy boot step as I approached. A sixth man, older, broad-shouldered and graying, waited just slightly ahead of the rest: Marcus, Red Group’s field captain and a trus
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 33. Smoke Without Fire
EmonThe silence in the house was heavy, dense in a way that hadn’t felt normal for weeks. I stirred from sleep without knowing why. Something tugged at my senses, a quiet alarm only discernible in the stillness of the early morning. The digital clock on my bedside table blinked 3:13 AM in muted red.I reached across the bed instinctively, hand brushing cool sheets.Empty.Frowning, I sat up and glanced around the room. “Albert?” I called softly.No answer. The side where Albert was supposed to be was cool to the touch meaning that he had been up for a while now.The washroom door stood ajar. The hallway outside the bedroom was cloaked in shadow, still and silent. I rose, my bare feet touching the cold wooden floor. I grabbed a hoodie and shrugged it on over my sleep shirt, heart beginning to hammer as I checked the living room, the kitchen, even the front porch.Nothing.The door was unlocked.Panic climbed up my spine. I grabbed my phone from the kitchen counter, dialing Albert’s n
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 32. The Betrayal in the Bond
AlThe forest was a blur of dark trees and flickering shadows, the wind carrying scents and sounds that I barely registered. My paws tore through fallen leaves, past underbrush and rocks, my body weaving between trunks like a whisper. But even as my wolf ran with tireless desperation, my thoughts, still raw and human, clung to me like thorns.He loved me.He loved me then… and still, he let me go.He let me think I was nothing to him.He hurt me deliberately.I didn’t know how long I had been running. Time bent strangely in the woods, stretching and curling like fog. The moon trailed behind the branches above, ever watching, but offering no comfort. Only silence.I slowed finally, breath heaving from my nostrils, the cold air harsh in my lungs. The wolf wanted to keep going. To keep running until we both forgot. But I sank to the ground beneath an old cypress tree, trembling, ears lowered, eyes reflecting the moonlight like fractured glass.My thoughts were louder now that my body was
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 31. The Pull of the Wind
AlI didn’t remember the walk back to the house. My legs moved on their own, feet crunching along the gravel, then pavements, then soft grass as I cut through yards and past quiet homes with glowing windows and past the small forest. The photo Edward had kept was still clenched in my hand, the edges damp from the sweat of my palm.I was breathing hard. Like I had just run a mile when all I had done was walk.My thoughts were shards that were glinting, sharp, slicing at every corner of my mind. I didn't know what to make of everything that I had learnt tonight.He loved me from the word go.He never stopped.He lied to protect me. Lied and let me walk away. Hurt me with my brother.And worst of all: Why does this feel like coming home?My chest ached, caught between shame and yearning. Emon's name surfaced in my thoughts like a quiet protest, a tether to something real and good. But even that felt distant now, like trying to hold sunlight in a closed fist.I didn’t realize that I had d
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 30. Secrets and Lies
Albert I wasn’t sure when he stood up. One moment I was halfway across Edward’s living room, body tense and mind screaming at me to leave, to run, before I did something I would regret. The next, I was frozen in place, holding a small, timeworn photo in my trembling fingers. My image smiled up at me from the glossy paper. I couldn’t have been older than sixteen.It wasn’t just the photo itself that stopped me. It was the fact that it was here, in Edward’s house.Why?I didn’t remember this one being taken. Maybe it had been during one of those long summer days, when I had lounged on our back porch with a book, casting glances at the neighbor next door who never seemed to look back. I would sit there barefoot, reading cheap romance novels with predictable endings, wondering what it would be like to be the person Edward loved. The person he would choose.I had always hoped that Edward would choose me. Even then. But Edward never did. He chose my brother instead.The bathroom door opene
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