All Chapters of My Werewolf King Professor and I: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

At ten thirty at night, the tiered lecture hall at Saint Chimera University was still brightly lit. The students were starving and furious, yet not a single one dared to complain. The source of their fear, Professor Sarek, the man destined to become the future king of the werewolves, stood at the front of the room.At that moment, his red eyes were locked onto his phone screen, his expression dark. On the screen was the last message he had received: [I’m sorry. You’re far too aggressive. I’m afraid of you. Please don’t look for me anymore.]Next to it was a red exclamation mark, showing that he had been blocked.“P-Professor…” A beastman freshman shakily raised his hand as he said, “The cafeteria has closed–”With a bang, a deep crack split the lectern straight down the middle.“Then starve,” Sarek snapped as he lifted his head. Under the lights, his golden-brown pupils contracted into dangerous vertical slits. “If this were the battlefield, trash like you who only think about

At eight o’clock on a Tuesday morning, the tiered lecture hall was thick with resentment. There were fifty students in the class. Forty-nine of them had dark circles under their eyes. Those were the marks left by pulling an all-nighter to finish an essay titled ‘The Consequences of Betraying a Werewolf.’Everyone except me. I had planned to lie down for just a moment before starting. Unfortunately, that “moment” lasted until sunrise. Forget five thousand words, I hadn’t even written five lines.I slumped over my desk, trying to curl into the smallest shape possible. I was done for. There was no way to make it up now. My only option was to distract him and make him happy. With that thought, I pulled out my phone and unblocked him. My fingers flew across the screen as I typed my personal get-out-of-death-free card. My thumb hovered over the send button, and my heart pounded like crazy, ready to strike at any second.Just then, the tapping sound of leather shoes approached. Sarek ent

After class, in the faculty office, the sound of the door locking landed heavily on my heart. The air was thick with the sharp scent of vodka clinging to Sarek, mixed with an overwhelming, dangerous masculine presence. I pressed my back against the door, my heart pounding out of control.What was he going to do? Had he… found out?Sarek stood with his back to me, calmly loosening his tie and tossing it onto the sofa. Then, he removed his coat, hung it neatly aside, and finally turned around. Step by step, he closed in, his gaze openly predatory.My legs gave out, and I slid down the door.“P-Professor… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have looked at those pictures…”Sarek stopped. He raised his hand and… With a smack, he slammed a thick stack of papers into my arms.“What’s on your mind?” he said coldly. “Since you’re so interested in werewolf anatomy, repeat this chapter—Reproduction and Breeding in the Werewolves—ten times in writing. Don’t leave until you’re done.”I hugged the papers,

The office fell into a deathly silence as Sarek and I were stunned. Charlotte’s voice on the phone grew more unhinged by the second, as if he’d truly been cheated on. “My girlfriend was using my campus network account to ask you a few questions, and you, sick, old pervert, latched onto her, sending flirty voice messages and giving her money to buy her affection!“Over the past few days, she’s been crying nonstop, glued to her phone, yelling things like how aggressive you were, and now she wants to break up with me! Do you know that I love her too? Don’t think that just because you’re the future werewolf king, you get to interfere in our relationship! What’s wrong with you? Does being a male homewrecker give you a sense of accomplishment?”With that, the call ended. The air in the office was tense.I stared at my phone in shock. That call was worth five thousand dollars. The script was airtight, and the logic was perfect. There were no loose ends.It explained why the account was

The office door clicked shut. Suddenly, the room felt like a sealed chamber.Sarek slowly rolled up his sleeves, his tone teasing as he said, “An interesting bit of information just came my way.” I froze.“The senior, Charlotte, is… well, gay. He’s engaged back home to another male fox.”I had planned for everything except that Charlotte was gay.“So, Mila.” Sarek stepped closer, the air thick with pressure. “Since he’s only interested in males… then who was pretending to be my ‘girlfriend’ that night, crying and calling me ‘Daddy’?”My brain short-circuited, and I blurted nonsense. “M-Maybe he’s bisexual! Yes! Some rabbits don’t discriminate! Anyway, you’re definitely not a side piece!”I shut my eyes and babbled, bracing for judgment. Instead, a soft, amused laugh came from above.“Alright, stop shaking.”His voice softened suddenly, and he straightened, resuming his impeccably dressed, composed self. “No matter what, thank you for standing up for me. As your professor, it’