บททั้งหมดของ A Baby For My Professor : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

CLARISSA They couldn't believe it. In their sight, a mere omega had subdued an alpha. Aaron, who was kneeling before me, was trying so hard to defy my command, but his body was quickly betraying him. Blood was oozing from his nose and ears as he grunted, his brows creased with determination. Finally, his body collapsed to the ground, breaking under the weight of my power. If this wasn't a training, I would've asked him to crawl to me and apologize for everything he did to Tara and me. But now wasn't the right time."Is there anyone else who would like to challenge her?" General Vale asked, and three third-year alpha bloods stepped out. They were tall and leanly muscular. They had mischievous smirks on their faces."Clarissa Nightbourne, we are the future Alphas of the Night Flame Pack," the first one said, and I raised a brow, surprised.I'd heard of the notorious princes of the Night Flame Pack. Three brothers who were literally joined at the hip. Their reputation spoke of noth

CLARISSA I was silently fuming. The voices around me had faded into the background, and I was lost in my own world. I still couldn't believe that despite how hard I'd tried to make Jaxon open up to me, he'd refused to tell me anything. Annoyed, I'd walked out of his property, determined to make it back to school on my own. But to my surprise, Dante had been sent to me. He'd driven me back to the academy."What's got you brooding like that?" Gwen asked, nudging me. I turned to look at her, forcing out a smile."It's nothing."Her frown deepened as she searched my eyes. "My lady, you shouldn't forget that I've known you for a very long time. There's no use lying to me," she said, and I heaved a sigh.I wasn't sure if it was okay to tell her my grievances, but I badly needed someone to rant to."Get up, let's go somewhere more private." She took my hand, steering me to my feet. Together, we both left the classroom. She led me to the school's orchard, where we settled down under

JAXON My body didn't feel like mine. Even my thoughts were broken and disoriented, like they belonged on a shattered puzzle piece."...Jaxon?"I looked up, startled by the sound of a familiar raspy voice which had turned that way because of how much he used to smoke. Dorian.I blinked at him, wondering when he'd stepped into my office. Wait, what if he'd been here for a while already? What if my blackouts were getting worse?"Were you listening to me?" He asked, and I shook my head slowly.His gaze softened, and he drew closer to me. "You look...cold," he said, moving over to me. I zoned out as he picked up my coat from the hanger and placed it around my shoulders.I didn't realize how much I'd been freezing until I felt the warmth of the fabric."How long have you been here?" He asked, and he gave me a smile. "Barely two minutes. I just got here."Relief sank into me."What were you saying?" I asked him, and he sank into the seat in front of my desk."I was talking about the si

CLARISSA Kieran visibly sized him up as he strode towards us, but Stefan didn't flinch or bat an eyelash. It was true that I'd somehow turned him into an errand boy, but I hadn't expected him to 'come to my rescue' like this. Stefan grabbed Kieran's wrist and pried his fingers off my arm. Then he pushed him away from me, moving to stand in front of me. Kieran's expression twisted into one of disdain. "You whore. Is this another one of your boy toys?" Kieran spat, and Stefan folded his arms across his chest. "Why? Do you want to sign up?" His voice was tinged with so much sass, I couldn't help but let out a laugh. Kieran's green eyes darkened with rage, and he lurched forward in a bid to strike Stefan. Unfortunately, Stefan kicked his legs from under him, sending him crashing to the ground. "Stay away from her. I won't give the same warning twice," Stefan said and took hold of my hand. Then he walked me far away from Kieran. "Thank you," I mumbled, and he snorted. "You alr

JAXON We hadn't seen each other for more than ten years. Looking at her now, she looked much frailer and smaller than the fierce woman I used to know. Our resemblance was striking. We were mother and son after all. Beside her stood Dante, who had his head lowered. "I tried to stop her, but she insisted that I give her your address," he mumbled. This was how bad my relationship with my mother had become. She didn't even know her son's home. My feelings towards her were complicated. A part of me hated her for never speaking up for me or believing in me even before my sister's death happened. The other part of me felt sorry for her. She'd lost a child after all. Maybe my father had influenced her, convinced her to isolate herself from me. But seeing her now, I wasn't sure if my thoughts were wrong or right. "Jaxon," she said, her voice cracking. I blinked at her, a storm welling inside of me. Why was she here? Why show herself now? "Mother," I droned, and her grey eyes welle