Semua Bab Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor : Bab 101 - Bab 110

AlbertThe helicopter blades slowed, their roar fading into a heavy thrum that seemed to echo inside my ribcage. The moment stretched taut, every second dragging like an eternity as if the universe itself was reluctant to push me forward.Cess was already halfway out the door, his grin as bright as the sun overhead. He leapt to the ground with the unshaken ease of someone who belonged here, who carried Still Waters Pack in his veins. His hand shot up, waving, his voice loud and confident as he greeted those waiting below.But I stayed frozen in the cabin, my breath shallow, my fingers clamped so tightly around the seatbelt buckle that my knuckles had gone numb.I wasn’t ready.The truth punched through me harder than the desert wind. I wasn’t ready for the eyes, the whispers, the scent I could already feel tugging at me, pulling me toward something I both longed for and feared.“Al,” Cess called, turning back. His hand extended toward me. “Come on.”I shook my head before I even reali

AlbertThe grand doors of the mansion shut behind us with a soft thud, sealing me inside a world I didn’t feel ready for. The air smelled faintly of fresh polish, plaster, and cedar, mixed with that undercurrent of Edward’s scent that was woven into every stone. It wrapped around me like a net, tugging at something primal in my chest.I had told myself that I was ready for this, for the bond, for the reality of living here, but already, my chest felt tight.“Welcome home,” Cess said again for the umpteenth time with a grin as he nudged my shoulder, trying to lighten the air. His voice was warm, unbothered, and it helped a little. He had always had that effect on me, like a shield that bent the sharpest blows.Edward’s presence, on the other hand, was heavier. He walked a few steps ahead, silent, but every move was purposeful, commanding. He wasn’t just leading us deeper into the mansion; he was staking a claim with every stride. And I… I felt caught between being proud of him and ter

AlbertThe kiss didn’t end where it should have.It deepened, not with hunger or urgency, but with the kind of slowness that made me ache in places I didn’t know had been hollow. Edward didn’t push, didn’t demand. His lips moved against mine with a gentleness that felt like water over stone, like something patient enough to wear down every wall I had built.It was as if he was grounding me.I should have pulled back. I should have remembered all the reasons I told myself this bond would break me. But the moment his hand slid up, cupping the side of my face, thumb brushing beneath my eye as if I were made of something precious, I couldn’t.I didn’t want to.Thalia sighed inside me, melting like snow under the first warm sun. Finally, she whispered. Finally, you stop fighting what’s ours. It feels so good.And it did.I trembled, but not from fear. My body leaned into his, seeking, needing, without my permission. His other hand, broad and warm, slid down, resting lightly on my waist. I

AlbertTears were threatening to pour done my face but I swallowed them down and continued listening.“He’s too weak to be an Alpha’s mate. Nonsense,” a woman said.“If the Alpha chooses him, who are we to question? He is our Alpha,” another replied, but the tone was less sure this time.The first voice answered, “choice doesn’t change facts. He’s an omega… carrying a child. Fragile. Not fit for the duties we need. We need a Luna who can stand side by side and fight with the alpha.”I could feel their eyes on me like a weight. The words stung, but it wasn’t just their sting that made my chest constrict. It was the thought of failing: failing Edward, failing the child, failing myself and failing his pack.Cess must have felt the tremor in my grip because he leaned in, voice low, throat firm. “Al’s with us. He’s here because we asked him to be. If anyone has a problem, say it to me,” he pronounced the words like a challenge, not to be dismissed.A senior guard, broad-shouldered, eyes sh

AlbertI couldn’t even remember how I walked back to my room. My body was buzzing too much, my senses drowning in the aftershocks of what had just happened before the entire pack. The flare of our bond still burned across my skin, hot and alive, as though Edward’s essence had threaded itself through every vein of mine.The pack had bowed to me. To me.The weak, unwanted omega who once belonged nowhere. The one who had begged for scraps of love, who had clung to people who only hurt him. They had bowed because of Edward… no, not just because of him. Because they saw what he and I were. Because they could feel it the same way I did.I felt as if I now had the courage to call Mama and tell her that I was okay.But none of that mattered now. All I wanted was him.Edward hadn’t let go of my hand the whole way back. His grip was firm, protective, his thumb brushing circles on the back of my knuckles as though grounding me. The silence between us wasn’t awkward… it was heavy, thick with ten