All Chapters of The Professor’s Mate: The Moonborn Legacy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

SEBASTIAN’S POVMy heart thundered, Maximus snarling in my chest as I stared at Caleb, his hand hovering near Isabella’s bruised lip, her flinch cutting me like a blade. She stumbled, her foot catching, her arms flailing, and I moved—faster than human eyes could track, a blur of werewolf speed—catching her waist, pulling her upright. Her green eyes locked on mine, wide with shock, her breath hitching. I’d exposed myself, my secret laid bare in that split-second dash from the podium. No human could move like that, and she knew it. The classroom air was thick, students’ whispers fading as they filed out, oblivious to the storm brewing between us. Caleb stood frozen, his green eyes narrow, Talon’s presence a shadow behind his gaze. He knew what I’d done, what I was, just as I knew him.Isabella broke the silence, her voice trembling, her hands clutching her bag. “How did you… how did you get here?” She stepped back, her eyes darting, fear etched in her bruised face.I didn’t answer, my

SEBASTIAN’S POVRain lashed the windshield, the wipers battling a deluge as I gripped the steering wheel, my Mustang roaring through Novella’s darkened streets. Isabella sat beside me, her seatbelt snug, her breathing soft, her presence a quiet storm in my chest. Maximus prowled, his growls low, my senses intoxicated by her scent—jasmine and rain, mixed with the faint tang of her fear. I stole glances, my eyes tracing her bruised lip, her red hair damp against her cheek, her vulnerability a knife in my gut. Her story by the lake—her parents’ cruelty, her brothers’ lies, the basement she called a room—burned in my mind, fueling a rage I barely contained. I wanted to find them, rip them apart, make them pay for every tear she’d shed. But why? Why did I care this much? My mission was the Moonborn, not some human girl who unraveled me with a glance. I shook my head, my jaw tight, my eyes on the road. Was I falling for her? The thought was a jolt, Maximus whining, urging me closer. No. I

ISABELLA’S POVI couldn’t feel my legs.They trembled helplessly, a waterfall of aftershocks rippling through me, my entire body slick with sweat and arousal. I lay sprawled across Sebastian’s bed, my thighs spread wide, twitching with every heartbeat. My breath came in ragged gasps. My nipples were still hard from the way he’d sucked and bit them. My pussy—God, my pussy was ruined. My folds throbbed from his relentless mouth, and I could still feel the ghost of his tongue flicking my clit, the way he’d held me down like I was his personal feast.But this wasn’t over.Not even close.Sebastian hovered above me now, watching me with hungry eyes. His lips glistened with my wetness, the same lips that had dragged scream after scream from my throat. His chest heaved, his muscles taut, cock fully erect—thick, veiny, and flushed dark at the tip. I stared at it, swallowing hard. I wanted it. I wanted all of it.Even though I shouldn’t.Even though he was my professor.Even though he was a we

ISABELLA’S POVMy legs wobbled as I stood in my basement room, the damp air clinging to my skin, the faint hum of the flickering bulb above a stark reminder of my reality. Sebastian had just vanished through the portal door, his warm hand slipping from mine, leaving me alone in the dim, cramped space I called home. My body ached, my thighs trembling, my core sore from last night’s marathon with him—his lips on mine, his teeth grazing my skin, his touch igniting me until I’d lost myself in him. It wasn’t like the first time, clouded by alcohol’s haze; but this was raw, deliberate, a fire that burned through me, leaving my legs unsteady, my breath shallow. I’d ridden him, taken control, my hands gripping his shoulders, his growls spurring me on, and now I could barely stand, my body betraying me with every step.Footsteps thudded above, heavy and deliberate, snapping me out of my haze. Panic surged, my heart racing as I realized the Ms. Clara was coming. I yanked off my clothes from th

ISABELLA’S POVMy breath caught, my heart pounding as Sebastian’s scream tore through the sound proofed office, a raw, guttural sound that silenced my anger. His face twisted, his hands clutching the desk, his body trembling as he collapsed against it, his eyes flickering with a golden glow that wasn’t human. I froze, my hand still stinging from the slap I’d delivered, my tears drying on my cheeks, my fury dissolving into panic. What was happening to him? His knuckles whitened, his breath ragged, his shoulders hunching as if fighting an invisible force. My chest tightened, fear replacing the hurt his words had carved into me—calling me a fuck buddy, dismissing me like I was nothing. But now, seeing him in pain, none of that mattered.“Oh my God, Sebastian, are you okay?” I asked, my voice shaking, my legs unsteady as I stepped closer, my hands hovering, unsure. I’d just yelled at him, slapped him, my anger fueled by his cruel dismissal, but now his pain was a blade in my gut, slicing