All Chapters of Craving My Alpha Professor: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Emberlyn: The air in the room tasted of cigarettes and the heavy, musk laden scent of Jaxon. I blinked against the oppressive grey light of pre dawn, my vision blurring as I tried to map the ceiling. This wasn't my room. The walls were a charcoal hue, devoid of the softness of Kim’s guest room or the familiar clutter of my own life. Beside me, Jaxon breathed in a slow, rhythmic way. He looked smaller in sleep, the predatory edge he carried during the day disappeared. He looked so peaceful. One of his arms draped across my waist, the heat of his skin searing through the thin fabric of the sheet.I shifted, and a sharp, throbbing ache pulsed between my thighs. It was a deep reminder of the previous night. My muscles felt like they had been stretched to their limit, a lingering soreness that radiated from my core. I closed my eyes, and the fragments of the Gala surged back in a jagged sequence. Elias’s hand, heavy and possessive on the small of my back. The enigmatic smile of the

Emberlyn: The moment I stepped through the front door of Kim's house, Kimberly let out a breath so deep it sounded like she'd been holding it for several hours."There you are, Ember." I immediately knew she had been worried. More worried than she was trying to let on.Her eyes moved over me quickly, checking for injuries before quietly settling on my face."What happened?" she asked. “Where have you been? I’ve been calling you and your phone wasn’t reachable.”“Your mom and Elias have been worried sick about you.” She continued.I dropped my bag onto the floor. The weight of everything that had happened that night finally crashed into me.Before I knew what I was doing, I crossed the room and wrapped my arms around Kimberly. She froze in surprise. Then her arms came around me immediately."Hey," she said softly. That was all it took. The tears I'd been holding back since yesterday finally escaped. Outside, people thought I was strong. Most days, I worked hard to be. I smiled when t

Emberlyn:By the time Kimberly and I arrived at the sports arena, the place was already packed. Students filled the stands from end to end, dressed in school colors. Some were dressed in NYU bullsjersey. Some carried banners with Elias and Noah’s names painted across them. The noise hit me the moment we walked through the entrance. Music blasted through the speakers while hundreds of conversations blended into one loud, chaotic hum.Normally, I would have loved it. Today, I couldn’t stop thinking. Jaxon’s warning followed me everywhere.Elias isn’t who you think he is. The words had become impossible to ignore and I extremely hated it. I hated tge fact that one sentence had managed to turn every interaction into a question mark. Kimberly gently nudged my shoulder.“You look like you’re walking into an exam.” I forced a smile.“Maybe I am.” She narrowed her eyes.“You’re doing it again.”“Doing what?”“Thinking too much.” I laughed softly.“I’m sorry, I just can’t help it.” I apologiz

Jaxon: The leather of the steering wheel groaned under my grip. I didn’t look at her. I couldn’t. If I looked at Emberlyn right now, I’d see the phantom image of Elias’s lips against her cheek, and Kael would rip the car apart just to get to her. Every breath she took, every shift of her weight in the passenger seat, sent a spike of irritation and longing through my veins. The video played on a loop behind my eyelids, the cheering crowd, the public intimacy, the way she had smiled. “Jaxon?” Her voice cracked the silence. It was soft, cautious, but it only fueled the fire. “Where are we going?” I didn’t answer. I pushed the accelerator, the engine roaring as I steered us away from the neon glare of Manhattan. The skyscrapers shrank, replaced by the skeletal silhouettes of winter trees and the deepening gloom of the countryside. I drove until the city was a distant memory and the air turned sharp with the scent of pine and stagnant water. I pulled into the gravel driveway of the la

Jaxon: The morning sun slipped through the curtains, filling the room with a warm golden light. It was one of those rare mornings where everything felt still. Emberlyn was curled up next to me, fast asleep. A few strands of her hair had fallen across her face, and she frowned slightly in her sleep before settling again. The sight made something in my chest loosen. I pressed my lips to the curve of her shoulder, tasting a faint hint of salt. I trailed a line of kisses up the column of her neck, lingering at the sensitive spot just below her ear. She stirred, a small, contented sound vibrating in her throat. "Wake up, Emberlyn.” I murmured, my voice a low rasp that sounded foreign even to me. She groaned, burrowing deeper into the pillow, her hand reaching out blindly to find me. Her fingers curled into my chest, clutching the skin as if she feared I might vanish if she let go. "Five more minutes," she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. I nipped at her earlobe, a sharp little