Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Professor’s Mate: The Moonborn Legacy: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 16

SEBASTIAN’S POVI strode back to the podium, my boots echoing in the lecture hall, a smug grin tugging at my lips. Touching Isabella's hair—her soft, fiery red strands brushing my fingers—had sent a jolt of peace through me, a calm I couldn’t explain. My wolf, Maximus, purred, his usual restlessness quieted, like the world had righted itself for a fleeting moment. The class’s gasps, their whispers buzzing like flies, didn’t faze me. I’d separated Caleb Reed from her, that smug Alpha’s son who’d sat too close, his smirk a challenge. Seeing him move, his eyes flashing with defiance, felt like a victory. I didn’t know why it mattered so much, why my chest tightened at the sight of him near her, but it did. And for once, I didn’t care about the why.I launched into my lecture on the Roman Empire, my voice steady, my hands gesturing with practiced ease. But my mind churned, replaying the moment. Her hair, her wide green eyes, the lollipop falling from her shocked mouth—it all felt right, l

SEBASTAIN’S POVI slumped in my office chair, my hands raking through my hair, my heart still pounding from the chaos with Isabella. Vanessa’s camera click echoed in my mind, that damning photo of me hugging Isabella now a ticking bomb. Maximus growled, restless, urging me to find her, to fix the mess I’d made. I’d been reckless—touching her hair in class, hugging her in my office—letting the mate bond drive me like a fool. Now she was out there, drowning in rumors, and I was the idiot who’d pushed her deeper. I shoved papers aside, my briefcase half-packed, ready to bolt out and track her down when a commotion outside my door stopped me cold.Students rushed past, their footsteps pounding, their voices a chaotic buzz. “Did you see the picture?” one girl hissed, her phone glowing. “Isabella and the professor—holy shit!” a guy laughed. My blood ran hot, my jaw clenching. Vanessa had done it—spread the photo, turned our moment into campus poison. Their stares followed me as I stepped i

MARCUS’S POVI sat at the head of the obsidian table, my claws tapping the polished surface, the firelight casting jagged shadows across the pack’s council chamber. The air in our forest stronghold, deep in the BloodMoon pack’s territory, was thick with tension, the scent of pine and ash heavy. Veron, my Beta, leaned forward in his chair, his silver hair glinting, his eyes narrow and sharp like a hawk’s. I could hear his wolf, Grim, prowled behind his gaze, itching for a fight. My own wolf, Raze, growled low, sensing the challenge in Veron’s posture. We were allies, bound by blood and ambition, but trust? That was a fragile thread, ready to snap.“Alpha Marcus, how is Caleb’s progress coming on?” Veron asked, his voice smooth but edged, his fingers steepled. “Has he found the Moonborn already? It’s been two full moons since he left in search of her. Surely he’s found her by now.” His tone dripped with doubt, a jab at my bloodline, my heir.I leaned back, my leather chair creaking, my