Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha’s Professor Mate: A Werepriest But His Obsession: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Caleb’s POVHis shirt fell off his shoulders, and I just stared. My head was spinning, heart pounding so loud I could barely hear anything else. He stood there in front of me—Padre Leonardo. The priest. The man who prayed over Luca’s grave just hours ago. Now half-naked in my private lounge, eyes looking into mine like he saw something more than just an Alpha lost in grief.Then his hands moved to my shirt.He touched me softly, like he didn’t want to scare me. My breath hitched. I should’ve stopped him. I should’ve said something. But I didn’t. Because of the alcohol. My arms just stayed still as he slowly unbuttoned my shirt. My heart was racing, and my mind screamed this was wrong—but my body wasn’t listening.I was drunk, I told myself. He was too. That had to be it.But the way he touched me… it didn’t feel like something casual. It felt… tender. His fingers brushed my chest, and my whole body tensed. I looked at his face again. He wasn’t rushing. His eyes looked almost sad. Soft

Caleb’s POV “Why do you stand there staring at him? Is this the first time you’re seeing a priest coming here?” My dad growled and I shivered. My body shrieked in reflex out of my thoughts. I wanted to block him from suspecting anything. I remembered last time, what happened to Luca. “No!” I snapped, trying to come alive. Leonardo didn’t help matters, he rose up slowly walking to me with a smiley face. My wolf was alarmed, beating with desire. My heart beeped and my body went stiff. My lips twitched in nervousness. Why is he coming so close? Oh well, he doesn’t know my history like I do. A quick idea came to mind. I bowed so low before him. “Welcome Padre Leonardo. I wasn’t expecting you today but be rest assured you will have the most cordial welcome.” I breathed in, thinking of what next to say so I could leave the prying presence of my dad and the desiring aura of Leonardo’s wolf. “But—“ I stammered. “I’m just returning and would love to have a bath first of all.” My dad

Caleb's POV As soon as Leonardo nodded, I began to help him to unpack. He had religious books, rosary and other chapters among his luggage. Eight pairs of corporate clothes and five pairs of casual clothes with three pairs of shoes and a pair of palms to walk around the house. He was watching as I unpacked which made me feel like I was going to burn under his gaze. “I know I don’t have pretty much but I’m on a missionary work and don’t need to carry much around.” I said nothing but kept on unpacking. “Each time I’m about to leave an area, I dash out all the things I bought. Hope when I’m leaving Nevada, I can give them to you.” At the sound of this, I paused. He flinched, I suspected he thought I would reject it but not that. I didn’t want him to go anytime soon or go at all but since I couldn’t say this, I kept silent. Upon unpacking everything, I began to arrange them accordingly. Before long, everything was arranged in a perfect order. “I’m done, what do you want to ea

Caleb’s POV His lips were softer than I remembered from last time. The first time, months ago, had been rushed, a drunken blur that ended in rejection and total silence after he left. I’d thought I’d never be able to feel anything for him again but now, as Leonardo kissed me, there was nothing clumsy. His mouth moved slowly, teasing, full of passion which had been locked away because he wasn’t willing to come out of the closet. My chest tightened, but instead of pulling back, I leaned in harder, hungry for him. I forgot about my past hurt. I knew he wanted me, that's why he returned. I had told myself I hated him. That I would never forgive him for walking away that morning. But hate melted the second his hand slid up the back of my neck, it faded away as his fingers gripped me. Passion took over. I was lost. Our mouths opened wide. Tongues brushed. Heat fumed within us. His taste filled me, sharp and sweet, not talking of his scent, which ran deep through my nostrils l. I groan

Leonardo’s POV “Say you want this,” he whispered again, this time with a darker tone than before. “I want it,” I said without hesitation. My voice cracked, but from the pressure of wanting. “I want you.” I said again. The air in the room shifted. His lips crushed mine, hard and desperate. “Yeahh, I want you too.” He breathed. I wrapped my legs around his waist, jerking to and fro, wanting to push my ass closer to his bulge. Then I felt his cap at my entrance, he grabbed my cheeks parting me wider. I ceased my breath, waiting for him. The moment he pushed into me, the world shattered and I watched before my very eyes as my walls began to crumble. My breath then poured out. hitched, sharp and shaky, my body about to burst into flames. It hurt and it healed all at once, pain was mixing with pleasure. I clung to him, nails digging into his back, needing him deeper. “Goddess—“ “Leonardo…” he groaned, his voice was rather ragged than normal. I could imagine him feeling the bliss fr