All Chapters of My Professor, My Enemy, My Mate: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Chapter 201Lessie’s POVI couldn’t still make a reply to Dylan after the lapse of several days. Each passing day, there was a knocking at the door, and either a maid or a guard would come with food or little notes in which my father wanted to “catch up” with me. But still, I didn’t come out. I was confined to my room, and I was in between my thoughts and the dead and painful beating in my chest that refused to be healed.But how could I think of marrying at such a dreadful moment?How was I to think of mating with anyone when my mind was still on a man that I probably murdered?I was haunted every night by Alpha Duiane’s memory.He had been at his worst, brutally. But he showed me kindness in ways I could not possibly imagine, no matter how hard I tried. His gentleness when I was scared, his silent longings for me.Was he dead?The idea pierced through my heart even more.The self-hatred for that decision I made was overpowering but I was so angry that I couldn't see a thing.I sti

Chapter 203Lessie's POVAs I moved through the corridor, I heard whispering from the direction of the kitchen. I was not really paying attention but the moment my name was pronounced by one of them, I froze."All the mess is on her," one of the housemaids, with her voice low and very animated, said. "Are you talking about the Alpha Shane's daughter? The one who betrayed her mate?" another one asked."Absolutely. The very same one. I have been informed that she returned here sobbing, making others feel sorry for her.""Do you still think that she will be the one to marry master Dylan?" one maid asked. "Of course she will be," the other maid replied. "The Alpha is in a hurry to see it happen. When you stab your mate and your pack, you get married off to someone else." I was gripping the hem of my gown with my fist. The discussions held around me were so indifferent that I felt like an object changing hands, like I was no more than a property passing from man to man. I wanted to shout,

Chapter 205Lessie's POVI wasn't able to get any sleep at all, the maid's words just drilled into my brain mercilessly, so he kills them. I tried every possible way to forget but to no avail. The entire thing got me down like a record that kept repeating itself in my head.Day had already broken, I took a shower, got dressed.Dylan would be up already, he usually was by that time. Like always, he would be working on something or the other.Stepping out of my room, I made my way to his office, I heard the sound of paper being crumpled.After taking a deep breath, I knocked at the door and entered."Lessie," he said. "I thought you would be in later. I hope you have come to discuss the wedding?""No," I replied and shut the door."So, what is it that's so important for you to be here? he inquired.I don’t really him immediately, after a moment of silence, I told him that I wanted to know more him. Asking him the question point blank was surprisingly easy for me. His crucifying gaze wa

Chapter 207 Author's POV "So, this is what you really want," she said slowly, her voice shaking not from fear but from held-back rage. "You are really convinced that Dylan is the one for me." "Yes," he answered in a plain manner. "He is." Lessie’s mouth opened in surprise. She gradually shook her head and went even closer. "No," she said in a very soft voice."No, Father," she interrupted him, her voice trembling. "I know you made a business deal with Dylan. I don't know all the details yet, but I'm not gullible. But I know there is something you and Dylan are keeping from me, and I think that is the reason you want to impose this marriage on me." Alpha Shane was biting his lips hard. He turned his head away, and his silence was more powerful than any confession to shut it. Lessie came a bit closer again, her voice going down, pleading. "Please, Father. You have to trust me." He spit out a bitter laugh. "Trust you?" He raised his head, his eyes on the ceiling. "Why not?" she

Chapter 209 Authors POV Dave opened the door, and what he found pulled at his chest. Alpha Duaine leaned against a pile of pillows, his skin white and slippery with sweat. The invincible Alpha now looked like a shadow of his past self, but his eyes, those grey tough eyes still flared with determination. The silver tone of the poison's touch still radiated under his skin, producing delicate traces that would never fade. Dave closed the door behind him and approached noiselessly. "Alpha," he said, dipping his head in respect. Alpha Duaine nodded feebly. "What news, Dave?" Dave hesitated before responding. "The elders gathered tonight," he began carefully. "They wished to discuss what to do about your condition." Alpha Duaine’s lips curved in a grim smile. “They think I’m dying,” he said simply. “Don’t they?” Dave swallowed. "Most of them are still holding on. But Nathan”. Alpha Duaine's expression hardened into a line. "What did Nathan say?" "He said the poison has no a