Chapter 5

Teya’s POV

What the actual fuck did he just say

Maybe I misheard. I wasn't focused and I misheard it. Cause there's no way in hell that my teacher, my professor just called me his mate. It was impossible. I was a human and he was a........well a werewolf.  

The class continued. But everything was like a buzz in my ears. My mind spiraled as I looked for ways to get out of this unfortunate situation. I was staring straight at the man who just dropped a bombshell on me but all I could notice at this point was the deep baritone of his voice. Even though I didn't know what he was saying. My heart pounded against my ribcage, my palms were sweaty and I kept rubbing them against my clothes as if that could stop it. 

I stared at the professor to the point that I felt like I could drill holes in the man's beautiful face. His piercing green eyes that looked like they knew everything, like they had the secret to everything. His dirty blond hair that was slicked to perfection, with not a single hair out of place. I wanted to run my hands through it. No. Bad Teya. You shouldn't have thoughts like that about a professor. Talk less of one older than you. Even though he said you're his mate. 

The confusion and my inner turmoil must have shown on my face because those green eyes locked into mine. 

".................Miss Teya, would you do well to answer the question?" I shook my head. Shoot. I hadn't been paying attention. I didn't even know what the question was. Or what he had been teaching about. 

"Seems you weren't paying attention Miss Teya". I stiffened.

I looked up slowly, calm on the outside, cold water churning underneath. 

I could feel the stares and bear the whispers of the class as they laughed at my expense. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. 

"Transfer trash. How did she even get in on a scholarship if she can't answer just one simple question?" A voice said. The girl wasn't even trying to hide her voice. The girl beside her also sneered. 

"I - I - I'm sorry professor. Could you repeat the question? I didn't catch what you said." I gritted out. Mate or not. I did not like this professor nor his class. What was I saying? He was not my mate. I didn't come here for all those. I was going to keep my head low from now on. In this place especially. 

"If I may professor." The girl who had sneered as the other one trashed talked me spoke. She was pretty, no doubt. She was stunning, elegant. A cold beauty with her ice blue eyes and long platinum blonde hair that she kept up in a ponytail. Pointed nose and full pouty lips completed the look.

His voice rang out again, “What do you think is more dangerous—power unacknowledged or power misunderstood Arya?” Arya, so that was her name. 

"I think it depends, Sir. It could be power misunderstood, because when you don’t understand something, you fear it. And fear makes people reckless. It makes them try to control what they can’t comprehend—and that never ends well. On the other hand, considering power unacknowledged. Because people pretend it doesn’t exist. They underestimate it. And underestimated power doesn’t stay quiet for long.”

He nodded his head and gave a little smile. 

"An insightful answer. Maybe you know more about fear than you let on.  Fear is a powerful teacher—if it doesn’t destroy you first. Let us continue." 

But he didn’t look at anyone else for the rest of the class.

I felt a cold gaze directed my way and I literally shivered. I turned to look at who might be staring at me and found Arya's cold gaze locked on me. 

"Trash," she sneered. I just ignored her and concentrated on the class. Well I tried to anyway. 

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The class ended and I wasn't called upon again. Thank God, but as I stood up to leave the Professor's voice stopped me. 

"Wait behind Miss Teya. I would like to speak with you." I sat back down and waited for the class to be emptied. 

Just when I thought it was over. 

The door shut behind the last person with a soft click. 

"To my office, please," he said and started walking away without waiting for me to answer.

My heart raced as different thoughts crossed my mind. Why did he want him in his damn office? Why..... Why?

But then I had no choice to follow him. He is my professor and also an elder. I trailed behind him, one step heavier than the last.

Inside the office was dimly lit, sparkling, well furnished. I stood just by the bookshelf, trembling slightly.

Kael sat behind his desk as he shuffled papers here and there. An awkward silence hung in the air. 

"Is there a reason you asked me to come here, Sir?" I couldn't hide the bitterness behind my words. He finally looked up from the papers and I swear those eyes seemed to stare into my soul as they unraveled my layer by layer and brought out my deepest secret. 

"Two reasons actually Mate." 

My body tensed with that word. Mate. 

"For one, you look like someone I used to know. A student of mine actually. You see she had the same beautiful eyes as you. Not as yours more like a dull grey. But those features......." My jaw dropped open. It couldn't be that he knew Reya right?

"Reya. Brilliant. Reckless. Tragic what happened to her actually. She was one of my brightest students." He paused, watching me. I couldn't bring myself to utter the words my brain was trying to ask. 

'Did he know what she was going through in this hell hole? Did he do anything to stop it? Worse. Was he one of her abusers?' But it was as if someone had switched the off switch in my brain. I couldn't ask the questions. I just stared at him. 

He smirked as if he knew what was going on in my head. 

"Don't worry dear mate. I didn't know what was happening to your dear sister. I, unfortunately, was unavailable at that period. I only got to teach her for a semester before I left for some urgent umm business" I raised my eyes to look at him. My eyes shining with tears unshed. His smirk vanished as he stalked towards me. 

He took my face in his big hands as he raised my chin to look up at him. His eyes darkened. I pushed him away. 

"I don't know what sick things you all do or plan at this school. But I don't really care. All I care about is avenging my sister. My only goal here is to find my sister's killer and I will stop at nothing until I find out who...... sir." I said with unmistakable anger in my voice. His smirk returned to that his stupidly handsome face. I didn't know if I wanted to kiss him or slap it. Wait what. Where did that thought come from?

Of course the obvious one was a slap. 

"I love the fact that you have fire in you Mate. Of course you'll need it if you want to handle me." He said. 

"Hold on a second. This stupid thing. This mate bond shit, I don't want any part of it. I don't want a mate. I do not need one. And certainly not you. So if you would be so kind as to just reject me, professor, then I'll be on my way to my dorms." I said bitterly. Tied down to one of the creatures that had maybe hurt my sister. No way in hell.