บททั้งหมดของ Professor And The Feisty Human: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Leo Willow glances at me, and then at my sister, Jessica, before looking back at me. Fresh tears form in her eyes, but she blinks to hold them back. I break eye contact to stop the guilt that is brewing up within.“Thank you for everything, and I’m so sorry for coming here.” Her voice is shaky and she diverts her attention to Jessica. “Hi, nice to meet you.” She forces a smile before storming out of the room. Jessica opens and closes her mouth without saying a word. Then, a smirk forms on her lips, and I glare at her. “Willow!” I run after her, and she gets in the elevator.She is standing in front and there are a few people with her, but she doesn’t bother to press the button to stop the doors from closing. A guy standing behind her moves quickly forward and presses the button. I run to the elevator and I stand next to her. She rolls her eyes at me, and then she looks away. “Willow...” I whisper. “Don’t!” She says between her teeth without looking at me. I feel the curious sta

Leo I bolt out of the elevator, and I rush to the parking lot to get my car. I drive past a scene of an accident, and I notice a truck. Then there are people and cars surrounding the area, with blue and red lights flashing. I try to trace Jessica’s scent, but I struggle to find her. I make a U-turn and park my car on the side of the road to see what’s going on. ‘Asclepius, I need you to take control. Please help me find my sister.’ I ask my wolf to come forth to so that my senses can be elevated. My wolf takes control, and he smells Jessica’s scent coming from the scene of the accident. He lets out a distressed howl, and I let myself regain control. I take deep breaths to try to remain calm, and I slowly head to where the crowd is gathering. “What happened?” I ask the first person I set my eyes on. “These kids and their motorcycles. Poor thing didn’t see an approaching truck. That was unfortunate.” The lady with the grey hair says as she walks away. A motorcycle, a truck? My

Willow After a long night of sitting in bed, trying to find anyone who can fix my laptop, a feeling of sadness washes over me when I notice the light through the window. I spent the entire night looking for a solution, but I couldn't find any. My phone rings, and I stare at Chloe’s name before taking the call. “What do you want?” I hiss.“That’s a nice way to speak to your favourite sister.” She says nonchalantly. “What do you want, Chloe? If you don’t tell me, I’m going to hang up.” “Sheeesh! I always thought you were a morning person.” “Chloe!” “Okay. We will be scattering Marcel’s ashes next week.” I sigh, and fresh tears sting my eyes. Marcel was going to come to my presentation and cheer for me from outside the auditorium. “And you are telling me this to brag?” “No, I want you to come.” She responds. “Oh! You want me to face Ella so that she can humiliate me? You know she hates me.” “You calling mom by her name?” She titters. “She is your mother, not mine.” “You are

“Willow.” Leo hurries after me as I rush toward the door. “Aw!” Professor Malino utters a low grunt as I bump into her. “Sorry, professor.” “Are you okay?” “I’m okay. It’s just that, I just saw, I just saw...” "You saw Leo?" I nod. “Come with me to my office, you can come back later.” I realize that she doesn't understand why I screamed, and I decide not to tell her. We leave the lab, and take a 15-minute walk to her office. She asks me about my presentation, and I tell her it’s a surprise. She smiles, and she ends up talking about her family and how supportive his husband and kids are. “Although my babies are not kids anymore.” She beams. I smile back, wishing that she was my mom, but I quickly get rid of the thought. My mom might be a lot, but she raised me. I walk back to the lab and find Leo fully dressed. My heart pounds when I see him, and I close my eyes to try to get rid of the image of him naked, and when I close my eyes, I see the picture of his naked body. “Wha

"Hi Marcel, Marcellus, young warrior." I appear on the video, doing an awkward curtsy. "Or whatever your name means. I’m lazy to look for its meaning on the Internet again. Like, why would your parents give you such an old name?" The room gets filled with laughter. "Anyway, here it is, your prediction of my life when I was five years old. The time for me to kill people with experiments has finally arrived." I press every button of the remote, but the video doesn’t pause or stop, and no one makes an attempt to get it to stop. I close my eyes as my humiliating video continues to play. "I’m going to work on my research soon. I hope to find a cure, because I’m jealous, and I don’t ever want you to enjoy the advantages of being a hot 300-year-old mysterious vampire in high school." Laughter fills the auditorium, and I wonder if they are laughing at what I’m saying on the video, or at me for looking so embarrassed. "And, I don’t want to find myself walking with you in the future,