All Chapters of My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor. : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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

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

LENA.Isaac.It was freaking Isaac.Of all the people in the world, it had to be him.Yes—Alexander’s stepbrother.My friend. Almost my best friend. The boy who understood my silences, who laughed at my dumbest jokes, who held my hand when I thought the world would swallow me whole.Until he ran.He didn’t say goodbye. He didn’t even look back.He just… left.I couldn’t bring myself to blame him.He had to go. He had to pack his things and run. There were too many problems stacked against him, too many truths that broke his spirit. And he was just a boy then, barely old enough to shoulder that kind of pain.But now—he was a man.Taller.Broader.His beard was thicker than I remembered, shadows resting across his jawline like it had grown alongside his pain.Time had done its work on him. But not just time—life.It had chiseled him into someone I almost didn’t recognize.And now, he was the boss?The one who took my children?I stumbled back, my heartbeat pounding in my ears like war d

LENA.Alexander didn’t come back to me.No.He left—and never came back. I had prepared it all—his death. It was going to be simple. I had the poison hidden inside my bag, concealed in a syringe filled with liquid death. All I needed was the right moment. The irony was cruel: the man I once obsessed over, the one I had craved for most of my life, was going to die at my hands.Back in high school, I was infatuated with him. Alexander. The golden boy with midnight hair and a jawline sculpted from cold marble. I used to trace his name into my notebooks and imagine the kind of girl he’d fall for. Now, here I was. That girl—grown, bitter, scarred.Still, he was so handsome.Even more than before. But I had failed to read his features correctly, even now. I couldn’t allow a monster like him to pull me back in. Not after everything he had done. Not after all the people he had killed. Not after Phoenix. Not after Austin.I waited all night. Watching the door. My heart stiff with anticipation.

LENA. He stopped breathing. Gone. Dead. My mate. I could feel the tether break. I could no longer smell him. I was staring at the corpse of my mate. No. Oh my god. No. What did I do? Why did I kill him? I moved my legs to him and fell next to him. I grabbed his shirt, and lean the side of my head on his chest, to hear his heart. As expected, he wasn't breathing. I had killed him. I paused. And stared at his lifeless body. He was really gone. My mate was gone. Oh no. I killed him. Tears ran down my cheeks. I sat next to him, cupping his cheeks. In this moment, I remembered who he used to be. My teacher. I watched him from afar when he taught. Even before I knew he was my mate, he always stood out to me. He was handsome. Well-spoken. The best. Even when he made me feel small, I still smiled when I thought about him. In those moments, I never thought that a day like this would come. A day when I would stab him with po