All Chapters of Fatal Attraction: My Professor is the Last Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Can I be blunt?” The no-nonsense voice of Maya made Sebastian lean back in the chair after she took his pulse. She took this as a sign to continue.“Your last two ruts were painful. This one might kill you if you don’t—”“Leave it, Maya,” he cut her off. She gave him an unimpressed look, but he just stared back, unyielding.“Honestly, what do you get out of torturing yourself like that?” Maya shook her head, her short curly hair bouncing. “You know how hard it is to find someone your wolf and your heart are in sync with.” If there was any other wolf, this would call for celebration but for Alpha Sebastian; this appeared to be a complication like any other thing in his 32 years of life. Maya couldn’t help but feel exhausted for her friend and Alpha.Sebastian closed his eyes. He knew. Many wolves would die to be in his place, and when he closed his eyes, he saw Eva’s sweet face in his mind’s eye—wide brown eyes, thick dark-chocolate hair reaching her back, small full lips, a moon-shap

Sebastian put her down gently. She stumbled a little and rested her hand on his shoulder to balance herself.Eva clutched Sebastian’s shoulder tightly before he put her down on one of the benches and brushed her hair away from her neck and face. Her body tensed at his touch, fighting the instinct to lean into it. He stopped, meeting her eyes without blinking, but his dark gray gaze grew darker. Sebastian’s fingertip brushed her cheekbone, wiping away the pearl-like droplets on her pale skin, leaving fire in its wake. Eva’s breath shuddered under the weight of his stare. His thumb came to trace her lower lip, and her lips parted. He stepped slightly closer while she shifted her weight onto her toes. His breath brushed her lips. She shivered, and Sebastian snapped out of the trance. He stepped back at the same time Eva did.Eva looked down at the floor. Sebastian’s hand fell over her shoulder and then her arm, rubbing it in comfort. Startled, Eva looked up at him in question. He wasn’t

When she finally managed to uncurl and look up, Professor Vale was already standing with his back to her, and as the sunlight from the window cast on his sides, Eva gasped in shock as she saw long pink gashes on his back. They were like claw marks, and when she unknowingly step closer, she realized they are claw marks. Then he turned—they were on the front as well. On his torso. Wide, glaring and painfull. Just thinking about it make her feel like someone had punch her in gut. This was the roughness she felt when… Then she looked away, remembering what had happened a few minutes ago.He picked up his shirt from the floor and draped it over her shoulders. She felt his wood-spiced scent, and she started to feel blood rush again under her skin, shaking off the embarrassed feeling. She stepped forward, extending her hand to touch the light silver lines of his scars on his torso. His breath hitched, and she was once again too close to him—closer than they should be—too close to feel their

It was so quiet, it sounded so sweet to his heart and to his wolf that all of Sebastian’s bodily functions stopped for a moment; even the wolf stopped growling and scratching against his ribs. After one and a half years, Sebastian felt like the Moon Goddess had granted him mercy.“I like you.” Eva’s words echoed in Sebastian’s head.There was no mistaking it. It was not enough, not even nearly, but if one is traveling a desert without water, and the thirst is at its peak and about to kill you, even a drop of water will do. But the reality remains—she doesn’t know who she was confessing to. She doesn’t know the depth he craves her with.“I have for a long time,” she continued, and he held his breath. “I…” Her shoulders slumped as the energy seemed to drain from her. The need to wrap his arms around her, to pull her closer, to tell her… everything now was thumping with a punishing rhythm in his heart. But the heat that had stopped for a moment was now back with fury, and the wolf inside

Eva’s knees weakened; she crunched down to the ground at the edge of the pool of blood, the scent of iron and salt thick in the air and her muddy tennis shoes getting stained crimson, the forest mist hung lower, and her fingers slipped, threading into her hair, with her forehead pressed painfully on her knees as if trying to hold on to her thoughts that were now raging inside of her but still making no sense, her worldview had shifted, the foundation cracked, and her heart was painfully collapsing down inside the cage of vines that had been suffocating her.By the time the vines released her heart, and she uncurled herself from her fetal position and stood up, her knees still weak, looking at the street ahead and at the back where the car stood abandoned at the side of the road. She looked up at the sky and it was already getting orange. She looked around, now numb and lost. The forest line showed no shadow of the black wolf or the red eyes or the familiar figure of Professor Vale.Oh