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All Chapters of SEDUCING MY RELUCTANT LYCAN PROFESSOR: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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CHAPTER 1.

Ravenna’s POV. “Where’s Lucas?” I asked with a hopeful smile, looking around the room filled with pack members. The girl I asked gave a quick shrug and walked away, uninterested, but I didn’t let it bother me. It was a big day, after all. The man I loved, Lucas—my fiancé—had proposed to me the night before, and my heart still felt like it hadn’t quite settled back into my chest. I finally spotted him in a corner, chatting with a group of his friends. I was about to go over when he stepped away from them and climbed up to the stage, tapping a wine glass with silverware. “Everyone, can I have your attention, please?” The chatter in the hall stopped immediately, every head turning toward him. Being the Alpha’s son, people always listened when he spoke. “I have an announcement to make,” he said, his voice steady. “I’m getting married.” A soft warmth spread through me before I could stop it. I felt eyes shift in my direction, but I didn’t mind. I was happy to be his. “I proposed last

CHAPTER 2.

Ravenna’s POV. I woke up to a strange pressure in my arms, a dull ache pulsing from my shoulders down to my wrists, and when I tried to move, nothing responded the way it should have. My hands were bound above me, the rope cutting into my skin, holding my weight from the chandelier fixed at the center of the room. The position forced my shoulders tight, the strain building with every second I remained suspended there. The air was cold, but my skin felt wrong—too warm, too aware. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, the first thing I realized was that I wasn’t alone. Several men stood around me. Watching. Some leaned back casually, as if they had all the time in the world. Others looked at me with open interest, their expressions carrying a kind of anticipation that made my stomach twist. One of them idly spun a blade between his fingers. Another adjusted a camera on a stand, humming under his breath like this was routine. The third simply stared, wide-eyed, as if waiting for

CHAPTER 3.

Ravenna’s POV. I woke up in a bed that wasn’t mine, my heart pounding as I pushed myself upright too quickly. The sheets were soft beneath me, unfamiliar, and the pillow still held the warmth of where my head had been resting, carrying a faint scent that lingered in the air around me—clean, like rain, edged with something deeper that I recognized before I could stop myself. Beside me lay a man, still asleep, his face calm and completely unaware that I was staring at him while panic slowly built inside my chest. I pulled away at once, clutching the sheet tightly against myself as the memories from the night before came rushing back all at once. The room. The ropes. The rogues. The drug. Him. I remembered the way he had come for me, the way he had cut me down, the way I had clung to him, shaking, burning, desperate for something I couldn’t even name. And then—I remembered what I had done. I was the one who reached for him. I was the one who kissed him. I had begged him to help me

CHAPTER 4.

Green’s POV. The moment I stepped in, her face told me everything. Her eyes widened, her entire body locking in place as if breathing itself had become difficult. I could see the thoughts moving through her without needing to hear them, the panic rising fast, sharp, immediate. She thought I had come to call her out, to expose what happened between us, maybe even punish her for it. That wasn’t why I was there. The truth was, I didn’t even know why I had come. I had told myself to stay away from her. She was trouble, not the kind that caused noise or scandal, but the kind that settled deeper, the kind that reached beneath the surface and made control feel like something fragile. The kind that could make a man like me forget exactly what he was supposed to be doing. I had only stepped in last night because she was my mate, and she had been burning in a way that couldn’t be ignored. If I hadn’t done something, she might have broken completely. The heat had been too much for her to han

CHAPTER 5.

RAVENNA’S POV. I didn’t know what changed. One moment, I was about to leave his office, my hand already on the door, ready to escape whatever this was. The next, something inside me shifted in a way I couldn’t explain. It felt like a part of me had been asleep for years, buried so deep I had stopped expecting it to exist at all, and now it was awake. Not slowly, not uncertainly, but all at once, like it had been waiting for this exact moment. My grip tightened on the handle as the feeling sharpened, spreading through me in a way that made everything else fall quiet. I turned back. “You’re a Lycan,” I said, my voice lower now but steady, the certainty settling into place as the words left me. “I can feel it. I don’t know how, but I can.” The words should have been enough. They weren’t. The feeling didn’t stop there. It deepened instead, pulling tighter, settling into something that felt far more personal, far more impossible to ignore. “And it’s not just that,” I continued, my

CHAPTER 6.

GREEN’S POV. The moment the door clicked shut behind her, I stood there, staring at it as if it could somehow give me answers. The silence in my office stretched too loud, pressing into my chest like a weight that refused to ease, and my breathing felt uneven, too tight, forcing me to drag in a slow breath and let it out through my nose as I tried to push away the heaviness settled deep in my ribs. “How dare she,” I muttered under my breath, finally turning from the door, my voice low and tight. “How dare she stand there and speak to me like she understood anything about me.” Her voice echoed in my head again, calm and certain, carrying none of the fear it should have, none of the hesitation that should have followed a statement like that, and it unsettled me more than I wanted to admit. “You’re a Lycan.” It wasn’t something she should have been able to say so easily, not something she should have known at all, because omegas weren’t supposed to sense things like that, especially

CHAPTER 7.

RAVENNA’S POV. The second I got home, I slammed the door behind me harder than I intended to, the sound echoing through the silence like something I couldn’t let out of my chest. My bag hit the floor with a dull thud, but I didn’t look at it. I didn’t care about anything right now except the way everything from today still clung to me, heavy and suffocating, refusing to let go. I stood in the middle of the small living room with my fists clenched at my sides, my thoughts circling back to the same two people over and over again. Lucas. Professor Green. The way I had stood there between them, powerless, exposed, like someone people could protect for a moment and still leave behind afterward. I started pacing, trying to shake it off, but it followed me, sticking to my skin like damp fabric that refused to dry. Lucas’s sneer replayed first, sharp and deliberate, followed by Green’s cold, controlled expression after everything settled, the way he had stepped in without hesitation only

CHAPTER 8.

RAVENNA’S POV. I didn’t understand what was happening at first. I had only stepped forward to defend my mother after hearing the woman accuse her over and over again, and all I wanted was to stand beside her the way I always had. But the moment I didn’t kneel, something in the woman’s expression changed, hardening into something colder, uglier, like she had been waiting for a reason to make things worse. Before I could say anything else, she reached into her purse and pulled out her phone, her fingers moving quickly as she called the police right there in front of everyone. Her voice rose sharply as she spoke about the wrong medication and her daughter, about how the girl was unconscious and how she refused to let something like this go unpunished. I stood there frozen, my legs rooted in place while my heartbeat pounded so loudly it drowned out everything else around me. I turned to my mother. Her face had gone pale, her lips slightly parted like she didn’t know where to begin,

CHAPTER 9.

RAVENNA’S POV. I didn’t wait for them to come closer. My eyes darted around, my mind scrambling for anything I could use, anything that might give me even the smallest chance. My gaze landed on a broken bottle half-buried near the gutter, and I bent down slowly, letting my body shrink like I was afraid, like I was already giving in. The one leading them laughed under his breath and stepped forward, already convinced he had me, already tasting the fear he thought I carried. But the moment his shadow stretched close enough, I grabbed the bottle and hurled it at his face with everything I had. It shattered just inches from his cheek. The sharp crack split through the air, startling them long enough for me to turn and run. I sprinted straight into the alley behind me, not looking back, not giving myself the chance to hesitate. I heard them curse immediately, their footsteps pounding after me hard enough to rattle through the narrow streets, but I kept moving, forcing my legs to carry

CHAPTER 10.

RAVENNA’S POV. Even after the woman closed the door on me, I remained there on my knees for over twenty minutes, hoping she would change her mind, hoping something would shift, but nothing did. Eventually, I was forced out. I paced outside her gate, my thoughts spiraling, the image of my mother sitting in some cold, unforgiving cell refusing to leave my mind. We had never had much, but at least we had warmth, at least we had a home that felt safe, and now even that felt like something I had taken for granted. I knew I couldn’t give up. I knew I had to do something, and the only place that held any chance of proving my mother’s innocence was the hospital. That was where everything had happened, where the truth had to be buried somewhere beneath all the lies. So I went. I walked back toward the hospital with tears slipping down my cheeks, holding onto hope like it was the only thing keeping me upright. I told myself someone would speak up, that someone would remember who my mother

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