All Chapters of A Baby For My Professor : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CALLUM I'd suspected it at first. But I didn't have any evidence. Now I did. Watching them from my hiding spot made me feel sick to my stomach. I'd believed I'd gotten through to Clarissa. I mean, I'd let myself get hurt for her, conjuring the shadow people just to make sure she felt something for me. Yet, there she was, leaning into his embrace like it was the most natural thing to her. I should've known that they were mates. Despite my prejudice against Jaxon, I'd always known that he was morally inclined and wouldn't take advantage of his student just because he felt like it. It was one of the many reasons why I hated him.I clenched my jaw, my claws pushing out of my fingers. They itched to taste Jaxon's blood. Clarissa was mine. Only mine. She was blessed with the power of a goddess, and I wanted that power. And if she refused to come to my side willingly, I would make her.This was just the beginning. It was high time I dragged her into my world. A world where white rose

CLARISSA "The window's open," Gwen suddenly said, and I turned to look at her, understanding what she meant instantly."Let's go!" I whispered, grabbing Nina's hand. We hurried towards the window and quietly crept out of our dorms. Together, we ran through the distance from the dorm to the main schoolyard. The noises had grown louder and more violent. The mere sound of it sent shivers down my spine."We should go to the sculpture room. It has double doors," Nina said breathlessly."Not so fast." We spun around to see a group of students with clubs and knives."Run!" Gwen yelled, and they went after us as we took off into a sprint.While we were running, we nearly bumped into another group.A fight broke out."Behind the statue!" Gwen shouted.But before we could change direction, fists flew at us and weapons were swung at us.Nina swung a heavy stick she found, catching one of the students in the ribs. "Back off, freak!"Just when we thought we were outnumbered, three girls ca

DANTESeveral Years Ago, "Kill them! Kill them!" The chants grew louder around my twin brother and me, fear gripping us in its clutches. Was this really the end? We were only eighteen. We were yet to experience a lot.Dorian clutched at my wrists, his breathing shallow and uneven. Blood trickled from the corner of his lips, and even though he couldn't speak, his eyes told me everything.Let me go. Leave me behind.He was offering himself up so that I could live.But how could I?"That demon brought a curse into our pack! He killed his mother and father! We can't kill one twin and spare the other. They both have to die!" The town elder said, brandishing a flame torch at us.Tears crawled down my cheeks as I held my brother to myself. He was too weak to move."Die! Cursed ones! Die!"My arms tightened around Dorian, shielding him with my body as rocks began to fly at us. Pain exploded across my temple—once, then again—and blood oozed down the side of my face. Still, I didn't mo

CLARISSA I was all alone in my bed when I awoke. The sheets smelled faintly of my mate, a scent I couldn't quite get enough of. I stretched, pushing myself out of bed, and made my way toward his closet, my fingers brushing against the smooth fabric of his shirts. I pulled out one of his white ones, the material soft and comforting against my skin.A smile tugged at my lips at the memory of the way my mate had touched me the previous night. The mere thought of it had me growing wet. So I headed to my room and made a beeline for the bathroom. I'd just finished brushing my teeth when I looked up to examine myself in the mirror.My cheeks were rosy, and my purple eyes were full of life and vigour. Slowly, I took off my nightdress.I brought a hand to my belly, my smile widening when I recalled the way Jaxon had tentatively pressed a kiss to my baby bump.My boobs were a little fuller than usual. A sigh escaped my lips as I closed my eyes, I could almost feel the sensation of Jaxon

JAXON Clarissa held me in her arms as I shivered under the blankets, my teeth chattering. I'd just stepped out of a freezing shower, hoping the shock would numb the fever clawing through me—but it hadn't. If anything, it had made things worse. My breathing came in short, strained gasps, my eyes squeezed close. Yet, even in my agony, Clarissa's sweet scent kept me grounded and prevented me from slipping. She didn't know this, but I'd been at the verge of entering the void. But the moment she'd rushed into my office, her presence had held me back. And now, the whiplash was beating down on me with an intensity I'd never experienced before. It felt as though I was dying. "Stay with me, Jaxon," Clarissa whispered, running her hand over my bicep. She pressed a lingering kiss to my burning forehead. After a while, I stopped shivering. I was drenched in sweat now. And at the same time, I was as weak as a newborn kitten...which was a first for me. My mate gently lowered the blanket an