All Chapters of The Professor's Mate Clause : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

ADRIAN'S POVI watch her walk away. Watch her choose herself. Watch her leave me because I couldn't be what she needed. Couldn't see her properly. Couldn't treat her as equal. And every step she takes feels like death. Like losing the only thing that ever mattered. Like watching my future disappear into the darkness.She's at the gate now. Almost to the car Clara has waiting. Almost gone. Almost free. Almost lost to me forever. And I realize something. Something fundamental. Something that should have been obvious from the start.I can't let her go. Won't let her go. Not like this. Not without fighting. Not without telling her the truth. The whole truth. Not just the deal. But why I made it. Why I've been so desperate to protect her. Why I've been such a controlling asshole. Why I can't seem to see her as equal even though she is. Even though she's always been."Fuck the deal." I'm moving before I finish the thought. Running. Shifting partially. Faster. Need to reach her before she dr

FREYA'S POVI wake up to sunlight and the weight of Adrian's arm around my waist. The mating mark on my neck tingles. Fresh. New. Permanent. A constant reminder that we're bonded now. Officially. Completely. Forever.The bond itself is different. Stronger. More vivid. I can feel him even though he's still asleep. Feel his contentment. His peace. His love washing through the connection between us.It's overwhelming. Beautiful. Terrifying. Everything I wanted. Everything I feared. Everything we are now.He stirs. Opens his eyes. Sees me watching him. Smiles. "Morning. How do you feel?""Different. The bond is so much stronger. I can feel everything you're feeling. It's..." I search for words. "Intense.""It is. Gets easier to filter after a while. To separate your emotions from mine. To maintain your own identity while being connected." He traces the mark on my neck. "But right now it's new. Raw. Overwhelming. Give it time.""Do you regret it?" The question slips out before I can stop i

ADRIAN'S POVThe victory at the supernatural court doesn't last long.Two weeks. That's all we get. Two weeks of peace. Two weeks of building. Two weeks of believing maybe we won. Maybe it's over. Maybe we can finally just exist without threats. Without enemies. Without war.Then the message arrives. Not from the High Council. From someone worse. Someone who sees our victory as a threat. Someone who can't let us succeed because our success proves his entire worldview wrong.Alpha Corbin. Leader of the Northern Coalition. Controller of five territories. Traditionalist. Purist. Someone who believes the old ways are the only ways, not when we taught we've defeated Adher. That hybrids are abominations. That challenging authority is treason. That we need to be eliminated before our ideas spread.The message is simple. Direct. Terrifying.Alpha Metcalfe,Your defiance of supernatural law emboldens others to do the same. Your acceptance of a hybrid mate threatens the purity of wolf bloodline

FREYA'S POVDay one of training and I'm already exhausted.Clara has me running drills, shifting, fighting. Everything I'll need when Corbin's forces arrive. My wolf is stronger now that the bond is complete but I'm still learning. Still adjusting. Still making mistakes that could get me killed in real combat."Again." Clara circles me. "You're telegraphing your moves. Any experienced fighter will see you coming. You need to be faster. Smoother. Less predictable."I lunge. She dodges easily. Pins me. I'm on my back before I realize what happened."See? Predictable." She releases me. "Your strength is good. Your wolf is powerful. But power means nothing if you can't land a hit. You need technique. Strategy. Deception.""I'm trying.""Try harder. Corbin's wolves won't go easy on you because you're new. They'll see you as Adrian's weakness. They'll target you specifically. You need to be able to defend yourself. Protect yourself. Fight without him constantly saving you." Her voice soften

FREYA'S POVThe night before battle, everyone is quiet, subdued and processing what's coming. What we're about to face. What we might lose. Tomorrow changes everything. Tomorrow we either win or die trying. No middle ground.I find Clara on the roof. She's sitting alone. Staring at the stars. Looking peaceful. Contemplative. At odds with the chaos below. With the preparation. With the fear."Mind if I join you?" I ask."Please." She pats the space beside her. "Could use the company. The distraction. The reminder that tomorrow isn't guaranteed but tonight is real."I sit. We're quiet for a while. Just existing together. Friends who've been through everything. Who've seen each other at worst and best. Who know each other completely. Who might not get another night like this. Another moment of peace before everything changes."I'm scared." Clara finally says. "Terrified actually. Tomorrow we might die. Probably will die. Some of us at least. And I keep thinking. What if it's me? What if