All Chapters of My Professor, My Enemy, My Mate: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Chapter 131Author's POVThere had never been so thick a silence in years among the pack. Two nights had gone by since it was said that one of the maids, an undefiled pure innocent girl barely more than eighteen, had vanished. At first, the rest of the servants were certain that she had ventured out to her family or was on some secret errand without informing anybody. But when she did not come back the following day, fear crept into every nook and cranny of the household.By the third day, terror had bloomed.Alpha Duaine strode along the balcony of his quarters, out towards the training grounds, his jaw tight, his mind in an uproar. His guards were practicing quietly, but their blows were languid. Even the pack warriors could not chase away the shadows of despair that clung to them.Alpha," Dave called, bowing his head low, his voice thick with something he did not say aloud.Alpha Duaine turned, already knowing what was to be told. "You've found her?”Dave nodded. "Yes. We found h

Chapter 133Lessie's POVI didn't leave school that afternoon like the others did. I waited around listening to the now too familiar sound of the footsteps that had been shadowing me for so long. And of course, Aden was by my side before I even thought the thought.His eyes were serene, watchful, too serene in fact, like still water over foul stuff and evil beneath.We returned home silently, the stamping of our feet on the stone pavements that reminded us of our way back to the mansion.In any other situation, I would have tried to break the silence with small talk, but that afternoon, I was tongue-tied. Trent's gentle comment to me in class that morning had been brewing in my head like an upset bird. He doesn't resemble a guard. He resembles an assassin.The word assassin haunted me. It brought to mind the day Aden appeared in my room sweating, the day the maid was assassinated. I had not yet shaken off the terror the day brought.Even before we could reach my chambers, my maid had

Chapter 135Lessie's POVBreakfast that morning was eerily quiet.I put a piece of bread onto my plate, not being hungry. Usually, even if I had eaten alone, I might at least catch sight of Alpha Duaine in the morning at least, just to watch him go down the hall to make himself a cup of tea before he set off to work.But today, nothing. Not even a glimpse.It was like he dove into his never-ending work, drowning in the weight crushing the pack. I couldn't blame him. Following the death of the maid and subsequently the murder of guard too, I, and everybody else, was aware of how much weight lay on his shoulders. Everybody was speculating. Everybody was waiting for him to act as the Alpha.And yet. I missed him.I sighed and sat back against my chair, watching the maids move quietly around the room. The meal on my plate still remained untouched. Finally, one of the older maids felt it necessary to ask if I might have something else prepared, but I shook my head."No, I'm okay," I said

Chapter 137Lessie's POVOnce Aden finally stood up and walked away, closing the door slowly, I simply sat down on the edge of my bed, staring at the wooden floor as if the swirling patterns of the grain somehow could reveal to me with the truth I was seeking. There was something in what he did say that irritated me, not what he said, but what he wasn't saying. I could feel almost to the walls he put around himself each time his mother was in the picture, and although I did want to move further ahead, I didn't.Gradually, I turned to my maid, hanging the last of my dresses. She walked silently with determination, her small fingers ironing the material as if the minute detail monopolized all her attention. I hesitated for an instant, wondering if it was even fair to burden her with my question, but the silence descended around me.Tell that to me, I said softly, breaking the silence, "do you find Aden strange? I mean, do you find it strange that he just doesn’t want to bring his mothe

Chapter 139Duiane's POVI had summoned Nathan, had ordered him to the throne hall. I estimated word would catch up with him in due time, my guards travel fast but Nathan being what he is, he would be taking his own sweet time. He always did. Not that he was negligent, no, Nathan was a stickler for details. He was the type of guy who figured cutting it close to being late was another habit that demonstrated he did as he pleased, not as anyone else wished. I should have been furious, but I wasn't. At least, not at the moment. With Nathan, I'd learned rebellion packaged as charm was something to look forward to. He enjoyed being not predictable even when I could tell him to his face exactly what he was doing. But I waited.I rested against the throne, tapping hands on the carved wood of the armrest. For an instant, my thoughts shifted back to Lessie, her worried eyes when she told me to speak to Nathan. She had been right, naturally. If anyone was ever going to figure out the malevole