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81. Decisions to be Made
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Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 85. A Lighter Burden
EdwardThe silence after I gave Marcus his two options was suffocating. He stared at me with red-rimmed eyes, his chest heaving like every breath cut him from the inside. I could feel the weight of the entire pack house pressing down on us, though it was only Kairo, Elder Mbeki, and I present.I knew the decision wasn’t simple, but I also knew there was no middle ground. If he chose to stay, he would lose his wolf, his status, his pride, everything he had once schemed to hold onto. If he chose to leave, he would go into the wilderness as a rogue, his name spat like venom wherever it was remembered.His hands trembled as he pressed them against the floor, his knees digging into the polished wood. “I never thought I would live to see this day,” he whispered hoarsely. “To kneel here like a beggar in front of you.”The words didn’t spark victory in me. They only stung. This was my brother, my blood. Once, as pups, we had fought side by side. Once, we had shared meals and laughter. Now he
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 84. Choices and Consequences
EdwardThe call with Cess still lingered in my mind as I stood outside the pack house, the cold air biting at my skin. My son’s words echoed in me like a steady drumbeat: “Being an Alpha means rising above your wrongdoers.” He was right. Damn him, he was right.Kairo glanced at me, his expression unreadable as always, but I could feel the silent question in his stare: Are you ready?I nodded, jaw tight. “Let’s get this over with.”The pack house felt heavier than it had this morning. Every wall, every corridor held memories of betrayal and exile, and now I was walking back into it with the weight of judgment pressing down on me. The guards opened the door to the holding chamber, and there he was… Marcus.My brother.Or at least, the shell of the man who once carried that title.Marcus was on the floor, knees pulled tight to his chest. His face was swollen from tears and exhaustion, his hands trembling as though he had been fighting demons even I couldn’t see. When his eyes lifted and
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 83. A Father’s Crossroads
EdwardCess didn’t answer me right away. The glow of his phone screen flickered against his face, his brown eyes narrowing as he leaned back in his chair. The silence stretched, punctuated only by the faint hum of whatever dormitory noise carried through his end of the call. He scratched his temple, then leaned forward again, resting his chin on his hand.He looked at me for a while and it was as if he could see through me. Cess always had that effect on me.Instead of answering, he surprised me with a question of his own.“Dad… if it were you, what would you do?”The weight of his voice pulled at me. For a moment, I almost wished he had given me some quick and easy advice instead of tossing the stone back in my direction. But he was my son, and he had always been sharp, too sharp for his own good sometimes.I let out a slow breath, looked at him and took another deep breath.“What I told Kairo earlier,” I admitted. “I would let Marcus bear the consequences of his actions. All my lif
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 82. The Weight of Choice
EdwardThe shadows seemed to cling to me long after Kairo’s presence faded into them. His words still echoed in my head, annoyingly gentle, as if forgiveness was a simple thing that could be plucked from the air like a ripe fruit. He had told me that Marcus’s life balanced on a blade, and my hands could tip it one way or another. But I wasn’t his savior. Not after everything he had done.I clenched my fists and turned away from the healer’s retreating silhouette. My chest burned with anger, but underneath it all, guilt gnawed steadily, like a wolf chewing bone.Marcus was my brother, yes but Athena was also my beloved. Should I just forget everything?“No,” I muttered into the night, to him, to myself, to Marcus. “I won’t. He made his bed and now, he's lying on it.”I kept walking, each step heavy, as though the earth itself wanted to drag me back. For once, I ignored that pull.The silence around me grew too loud, too suffocating. I needed a distraction, something to anchor me befor
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 81. Decisions to be Made
EdwardI had already made up my mind.Marcus could rot in his own misery for all I cared. The stench of his festering boils, the fevered wheeze rattling out of his chest, the way he clawed at the sheets as if he could tear the sickness out of his own flesh… it was all just the consequence of his sins. I turned away, my boots heavy against the warped gravel floor of the back path. Every step I took away from him felt like reclaiming a piece of myself that had been lost years ago.But then it hit me.A ripple in the air. A tremor in the bones beneath my skin. That old, earthen hum… low, steady and alive with the pulse of the world itself. My body froze, breath halting in my throat. No one else would recognize it, not here, but I knew it instantly.“Kairos,” I muttered, my voice roughened by disbelief.A chuckle, soft and deliberate, slipped from the shadows of the forest way. From the dim, crooked beam between two crumbling walls, a man stepped forth as if the darkness had simply peeled
Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor 80. The Rot of Betrayal
EdwardI had imagined many things when I thought of seeing Marcus again after all these years. None of them looked like this.None of them could have prepared me for what was before my eyes.The stench hit me first. It wasn’t just sickness. It was… rot, decay, something foul that gnawed at the edges of the soul. Then came the sound: ragged wheezing, broken by sudden, guttural screams that didn’t sound wholly human. When I turned the corner and saw him sprawled on a stained mattress in the back of the packhouse under a small tent, I stopped dead in my tracks.My brother, Marcus Green, the Alpha of Still Waters. Reduced to this.Ha! Wonders will never cease to happen.His body was a map of torment. Boils clustered across his arms and neck, swollen red and oozing pus. Black veins crawled under his skin like living snakes, spreading from his chest outward. His lips were cracked, bleeding with every scream, his eyes fever-bright and rolling wildly. His chest heaved as if every breath was a
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