Chapter 4

Emily's POV 

“I feel so safe with you.” I cuddled with him, refusing to leave him. We grabbed each other, brushing our bodies against each other. I hummed. 

“Wowww.” He chuckled. “So maybe I should know a little more about you?” He dragged. I could see he was feeling a bit nervous, probably because this was just meant to be a one-night stand. I cleared my throat. I was waiting for this opportunity. 

“Well I'm a freshman at Oxford University, I just arrived here from Los Angeles. My dad is the Alpha of White Claw Pack.” 

I watched as his eyes popped up so wide, his lips parted. I swayed my hands. 

“What's it with the sudden shock?” I asked but he shook his head, smiling. 

“Nothing.” At this second, his phone rang. He picked it up. “Sorry, I have to take this.” He rose from the bed and went to pick the call. I patiently waited for him on the bed and the moment he appeared, my eyes glowed with lust and radiance as I stared at his cock, dangling in between his legs. 

I bit my lower lips, wanting another round with him. I was waiting for him to put down the phone so we could continue. 

He cleared his throat as he bent to the floor and grabbed his panties. 

“I'm sorry, something came up. I have to go.” Even as he spoke, he was already putting on his clothes. I sat up, staring at him with my lips pulled wide open. I wanted to say something but words refused to come out of my mouth. When he stepped at the door, I realized this was for real. I jumped out of the bed, heading towards him. 

“Where are you going?” 

“What happened?” 

“Can't we exchange our W******p numbers at least?” I would be very happy because we would reconnect even after this.

“I'm sorry, I'm in a rush.” With this, he stormed out of my grip and walked out of me. I leaned against the wall for the next hour without knowing what to do. I thought I'd found myself a mate which I would get to sort out things with in the morning. 

Since the gate of the University must have been locked already, I spent the night here. I was so curious and afraid that I couldn't sleep, I thought anyone could break in here and attack me, followed by this, I was still thinking of how my possible mate left me. 

Could it be that I was unlucky in love? Before I knew, tears were streaming from my eyes and that's how I ended up getting into a terrible sleep ravaged with nightmares. 

Next morning, I woke up early. When I checked the time it was 5 AM and the gates of the campus were open. This was my first day in college and I couldn't be late. I recalled the Alpha and Luna asking me to give a strict account of my first day in college. 

My first class was Introduction to Psychology and before then was the formal induction and prep of freshers by our immediate seniors. From here, we moved to the lecture theater for our class. I got myself a seat on the front row. 

“Heyyy,” I got a tap on my arms as I was about settling down. I turned. A blonde was smiling at me, she got a seat next to me. 

“I'm Eva.” 

“I'm Emily.” I responded. 

“Psychology major?” She asked. 

“Yes.” 

“Woww,” she smiled even wider. “I heard in Oxford, you can't survive alone. So can we be friends then?” Her eyes lingered on mine for a while as I was thinking of making a friend so quickly. 

“After all it's just a friend, not a bestie or something,” I said to myself. 

“Yes,” I managed to smile despite the heartbreak of yesterday that was still rocking me. 

“Wowww–” Her voice rang out in an excited style and she pulled over to hug me when I heard the supposed lecturer's voice. 

“Good morning class.” His deep voice rang which immediately interrupted our hug. I turned over to see who our first Professor would be. 

The moment my eyes met with him, I jerked back, holding a frightened glare. Eva shook me, bringing her face in front of mine to check out what's wrong. I was shocked beyond words, my body froze and my heart nearly stopped. 

“What a fuck!” I muttered before realizing. 

It was painfully obvious as I sat on the third row, just by the front. 

“So I'm Professor Calvin Caaden. I'm thirty and I have majored in Psychology for the past five years. An alumni of this prestigious college.” All these he said while staring at me, his lustful eyes which I saw last night were changed and in place of those were a pair of terrifying eyes directed towards me. 

“What's going on?” I turned to ask Eva. Everyone around the front and middle session here in the theater were distracted as they noticed the tension going on. Even those at the back sensed something was going on. 

“This is my first class and I would love us all to keep all distractions aside or leave my class. I wouldn't tolerate any unethical behavior.” He barked, his voice sounded so rude and I wondered what made him so angry. I was expecting him to be shocked, not pissed. 

“You!” He pointed at me. “Rise!” 

When I did, he walked up the first and second steps to where I stood. My wolf leaped up, I felt a strange electric shock like sensation. My body was painfully craving what we didn't complete last night even when I was trying my best to stop it. 

“I just fucked my professor?” I questioned myself, I still couldn't believe it. It was like a dream. 

“See me in my office after the class!” He muttered to me and went back to continue the class. 

I could testify boldly to the fact that all he said weren't getting through to me , rather I was caught in between staring fixedly at him and imagining what my fate would be like when I got to his office. 

“What did he say?” I heard Eva ask. I shook my head, not saying a word. I refused to even spare her a glance. I've just gotten myself into big trouble!