Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 77

Albert The forest felt different tonight. Not that I had been in the forest at night and alone willingly.The air was colder, sharper, cutting into my lungs like shards of ice every time I drew in a breath. My legs burned from running, but I couldn’t stop. Not now. Not when I could still hear them, soft, barely-there footsteps in the distance, but heavy enough for my wolf to recognize.Emon and Edward.The thought of their names together was enough to make my chest tighten. I didn’t know if they were working together or chasing me for different reasons, but it didn’t matter. They both wanted me back. And I… I wasn’t ready to be found.I wasn't ready to go with any of them. I was done.A sharp crack behind me, someone stepping on a twig, snapped my attention over my shoulder. My heart lurched, and I pushed harder, weaving through the undergrowth until branches clawed at my arms and my feet slipped on wet leaves.“Come on, Albert,” I muttered under my breath, half to encourage myself,

EdwardThe moment Albert bolted, my world tilted. I didn’t think. My body simply reacted, muscles snapping into motion as my wolf surged beneath my skin, demanding I follow. The front door swung open with a violent shove, smacking the wall as I charged through it.The scent trail was fresh, sharp with adrenaline, bitter with fear, and it cut through the damp air like a live wire. My boots hit the pavement hard, pounding in rhythm with my heartbeat. He hadn’t shifted, which made him slower, but also more vulnerable. The thought twisted my insides.I followed him for a night and day and I had some men to help me. I finally found his trace as he left the witch territory of Atlanta. He had come far.“Albert!” My voice tore out of me, rough and commanding, but the only reply was the slap of his shoes on wet concrete somewhere ahead.He was fast. Faster than I expected in his condition. But I could hear the ragged edge of his breathing, could smell the fatigue already gnawing at him. He h

EdwardI knew that the men that came to fight me had been sent by Emon but I didn't care. I wanted to finish the fight soonest so that I could take Albert somewhere safe where he would rest.I could still feel the warmth of his scent in my lungs, and it was driving me insane because no matter how much I inhaled, it was already fading.“Albert!” I shouted into the trees after I was done, my voice breaking the quiet of the night. When I turned and noticed that Albert shifts wasn't where I had left him, I panicked.My wolf was restless under my skin, pacing, snarling, clawing to be let out. I had barely had time to register the shock of him shifting before he was gone.Gone. It wasn’t like him to run from me. Not like this. Not after everything. Not after he had allowed us to form a bond with the mark. I sprinted forward, ducking through low branches, my boots slipping on damp leaves. The moonlight caught on the silver charms scattered on the ground, little traces of the witch’s scent

AlbertWhen I woke up, the first thing I felt was hunger. It was a deep, clawing hunger that hollowed out my insides and made my hands tremble as if I hadn’t eaten for days. My lips were dry, my throat parched, and every bone in my body ached as though I had walked to the ends of the earth. For a long moment, I simply lay there, staring at the thatched roof above me, trying to remember where I was.The air smelled of smoke and earth, faintly of herbs. My ears caught the faint murmur of voices outside, rhythmic and foreign, almost soothing. Slowly, I pushed myself upright and realized I was lying on a straw bed, covered with a soft woolen blanket that wasn’t mine. My chest rose and fell heavily, and when I tried to swing my legs over the edge, my knees buckled under me.That was when the curtain covering the doorway shifted, and an elderly man stepped in. He had a long face carved by years of wisdom and struggle, his hair silver, his posture steady. Despite the lines around his eyes, t