All Chapters of SEDUCING MY RELUCTANT LYCAN PROFESSOR: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Green’s POV.The quiet rustle of pine branches faded into absolute, hollow silence.I stood paralyzed in the center of the damp clearing, my boots sunken into the cold moss, watching the spot where Ravenna had vanished into the dense tree line. The sharp scent of rain, pine, and her distinct, intoxicating presence lingering in the breeze was the only proof that she had been here at all.My breath came in slow, heavy hitches.She had walked away.She had held my entire existence—my life, my identity, and years of bloody, meticulous planning—in the palm of her hand. She had possessed every reason, every right, to drag me into the dirt, to burn my mission to cinders, and to hand me over to the pack enforcers out of sheer, justified hatred.Instead, she had clicked a button on a glass screen, erased every piece of evidence, and handed me my life back without demanding a single thing in return.No blackmail. No forced bond. No frantic, desperate demands for protection.“I’m going to find m

Sandy’s POV. The heavy mahogany doors of my father’s study slammed shut with a crack that made the crystal chandelier above the desk rattle. I stood near the tall velvet curtains, my arms crossed tightly over my chest, watching Dean Vance sweat through his formal suit. The man who held the entire university administrative board in his fist was currently trembling, his hands fidgeting nervously behind his back as he stared down at the polished hardwood floor. My father, Elder Gregory, didn't even bother to look up from his papers right away. He took a slow, deliberate sip from his glass, letting the heavy, suffocating silence fill the room until Vance looked like he was about to collapse from the pressure. "I gave you one simple task, Vance," my father said, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous growl that echoed through the vast study. "Secure my daughter’s position at the top of the squad roster. Ensure her pathway to the Alpha council remains flawless. That was the agreeme

Green’s POV.Two full weeks had passed since Ravenna had walked out of my office, and in all that time, she hadn't set foot on university grounds.At first, I forced myself to respect her boundaries. I stayed away, controlling the feral instincts thrashing behind my ribs that screamed at me to go to her, to check on her, to pull her into my arms until the unbearable ache in our bond quieted down. Every second was a slow, agonizing torture. But as day after day passed without a single trace of her in the lecture halls, my quiet restraint shattered into frantic, suffocating worry.She had been nominated as the head representative for her division in the upcoming Pack Run. If she failed to show up and participate, university policy was absolute—she would be permanently expelled from the institution. That was precisely what Sandy and Vance had intended. They had backed her into a corner, using the race to either break her body or strip away her education for good. They knew a wolfless ome

Ravenna’s POV.The golden heat of the claim was still humming beneath my skin when the quiet stillness of the apartment finally returned.Outside, the heavy rain had settled into a steady, rhythmic drizzle, pattering against the small windowpane like a distant memory. Green was standing close, his broad hands resting gently on my waist, his dark, violet-tinted eyes searching my face with a terrifying amount of tenderness. The mark on the juncture of my neck and shoulder throbbed with a dull, soothing warmth—a constant, physical reminder that the bond between us was no longer just an invisible pull or a quiet memory. It was absolute, sealed, and unbreakable.I took a slow, trembling breath, my hands coming up to rest against the cool leather of his jacket as I braced myself for the shift.I closed my eyes, stepping inward, reaching deep into the darkest, most quiet corners of my soul. I waited for the sudden, furious wake-up call of my inner beast. According to the priestess’s prophecy

Ravenna’s POV.The deafening blast of the starting horn shattered the freezing morning air, and the earth beneath my boots instantly shuddered.Beside me, the air exploded into a chorus of brutal, guttural roars. In a matter of seconds, Lucas, Sandy, and the other division representatives shifted—their bodies violently expanding, bones snapping and reforming as massive, quadrupeds burst onto the trail. Heavy claws kicked up thick clods of wet earth and black mud as the pack lunged forward in a ferocious, blurred wave of fur, snapping jaws, and terrifying momentum.I didn't have a beast to unleash. I didn't have razor-sharp claws to dig into the slick dirt or massive jaws to intimidate the trail ahead.Instead, as the heavy shifters surged past me, I dropped low, taking a sharp, explosive breath through my nose. Deep within my chest, the golden hum of the true mate bond ignited within my veins, pouring a sudden, electric surge of raw, Lycan-infused power into my muscles. I pushed off t