All Chapters of My Professor, My Enemy, My Mate: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Chapter 181Author's POVSo many days have passed, everywhere was busy, leaves on trees rustled softly in the school garden as if in harmony to the rhythm of a new season.The sound of rushing people could be heard in the air as students exploded out and through gates, book and backpack held tightly with intent renewed.Raucous cries rang out across friend groups where they congregated in clusters, quiet whispers were spoken echoing along hallways where secrets had been shared and yet, the whilst school pounded with fresh life now that the new session has only just commenced.The gates creaked and shut almost every alternate second, opening to let in waves of students who bestowed fleeting looks on duty guards as they went by.Teachers stood by the gates, reminding latecomers about their bookings in friendly tones, and other students rushed to the canteen, with tons of boisterous voices dominating the field.Lessie left Alpha Duaine's office as the sun moved across the sky, casting sh

Chapter 183Lessie's POVI seethed at Dylan with angry flames, my heart racing so violently that I'm sure he could hear it. What he just said about Alpha Duaine killing my brother? I froze for a second, stuck in a state of shock. But anger churned inside me, furious and uncontainable. In an automatic move, I raised my hand and slapped him."How dare you?" I lashed out at him, angry as he cupped his cheek. "How dare you sink that low just to get me to hate him? Do you think you're clever enough? That I'll swallow whatever venom you feed my ears?" Shame on you, Dylan."Lessie, you…No, I interrupted him in midstream, leaning in towards him. "Listen to me, Dylan. If you really care for me, you'd do it with dignity, not by vomiting foul lies. My brother is not something that you'd bring up just so you could use it as leverage to make me hate Alpha Duaine. That's sick. Do you understand me? It's sick.I was trembling, my fists clenched.".Dylan tilted his head to one side, a lean smile on

Chapter 185Duaine's POVI looked about the courtyard with wide eyes, my chest tightening with anxiety. Lessie was nowhere to be seen. Not beneath the shade of trees, not by the benches where she spent most of her days, not even around the training grounds where she would sit sometimes to observe the warriors training. Something was wrong.She should have already been at school, and when I walked into the classroom, her desk was empty. Students were loitering, snickering and talking, her not being in class was not characteristic of her.I caught up with Dave near the outside hallway, his arms across his chest, as he ordered two guards about. "Dave," I called.He turned, his head lowering. "Alpha.""Where is Lessie?" I asked.His brows furrowed. "Lessie? I have not seen her since she came out of your office some time today. I believe she went to her class."My teeth gritted. "She is not there."Dave's usually tranquil face winced for a moment. He straightened, his voice deepened. "The

Chapter 187Lessie's POVThat night was one of the longest ever.I wept until my eyes hurt. I wept until my pillow was wet and my chest was hollow, as if I had been sucked dry of all breath. I wept because the words Dylan said had pierced me like tainted pins and because the harder I attempted to pull them out, the deeper they bit. I hated myself for allowing them in. I hated myself for being a coward enough to listen.What if it was? What if Alpha Duaine killed my brother?It frightened me to the very core of my being, even as I steeled myself and balled up on my bed. I recalled Alpha Duaine's tidbits of history, the prince in line after him for the throne, the father who never gave him a moment to himself, the ghost of retribution.They had fit Dylan's accusations too well, too harshly, into a piece of a puzzle falling into place whether I wanted it or not. And I had discussed it with Alpha Duaine and explained to him that it wasn't his fault. I had promised him that he did not have

Chapter 189Lessie's POVI did not stay after class. Not for Trent, not for those girls who sometimes tried to talk to me, not for the friendly hello from a classmate. I quietly picked up my books, stuffed them into my bag, and exited the classroom.Trent did call my name once, of course. I heard it in a way over my shoulder, and I just ignored him. I did not turn, did not stop, did not even grant him that little smile that I always granted when I did not wish to converse. I simply continued moving on.My surroundings blurred. Hallways, gossip, the gate shutting on leaving students all moved out of my vision as my head whirled out of control. I'd been brooding over this storm inside me for days and now it was more than I could handle.Should I leave and run? The idea had been circling, like a vulture over a dead body. If I ran, if I hid where no one would ever be discovered, then this pain in my chest would subside. Then I would not need to confront Alpha Duaine, might not have to loo