All Chapters of Craving My Alpha Professor: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Emberlyn: That took much longer than it should have. The laptop closed with a sound that felt more final than it had any right to. Two tabs and two confirmations later, The REX Pharmaceutical internship had been accepted, signed, submitted, the thing that three weeks ago had felt like a door I wasn't ready to open. And then of course, Harlow Medical Research Competition registration, my name in the field, the qualifying exam date circled on a calendar I'd updated for the first time in months. Done. I sat in the campus café with both hands flat on the closed laptop, looked at the middle distance and thought about how a person could spend weeks resisting two things and then arrive eventually at doing both of them in the same afternoon without it feeling like a decision and more like an obligation. Like I'd been walking toward it the whole time and had simply stopped pretending otherwise. He did say I was going to do it but now I hate proving him right. The café was its usual Sat

Alpha Jaxon:“C’mon, Emberlyn.” Wake up Emberlyn’s body went limp as I held her in my arms. The entire building was covered in thick smoke that choked and covered my view.I had managed to navigate the building and lead the other students out.One at a time we ran out of the building to safety. Emberlyn was still unconscious in my arms, I lay her down on the grass and slowly we were surrounded by students.Some filming, some calling for help and some just watching.Her face was pale, as if she were lifeless. She must have inhaled too much smoke. Wake up baby, I had almost yelled but it came as a mutter.I pressed two fingers to her neck. The pulse was there, present but irregular, at least it was better than the alternative which was nothing.I watched her chest rise, barely, and fall.My wolf, which had been howling nonstop, went silent.Not calm but the silence of an animal that has stopped howling because it was deathly afraid and paralyzed by it.I tilted her head back trying to

Emberlyn:My mother had left around seven in the evening, kissing my forehead twice before she went, promising to call once Mila was settled.The room was quiet now. The kind of quiet that hospitals did well, that low hum of machines somewhere down the hall, the occasional squeak of shoes on linoleum, the distant murmur of the nurses' station. The lights above my bed were dimmed and the doctor had told me to sleep hours ago.I was still awake.I was gazing at the ceiling, trying to think of anything that would help me sleep, tossing and turning like you do when you are physically exhausted but your brain won't let you rest.The smoke. The heat. When my legs no longer supported my body.And then his voice. Somewhere in the dark when everything was going sideways, I had heard something that sounded like Jaxon asking me where I was. Low and urgent, cutting through the noise. And I had answered. I remembered answering.It wasn't real, though, wasn't possible, it must have been imagined. M

Emberlyn:The other side of the bed was cold when I woke up.I reached over without thinking and felt the empty space beside me. He was gone. I already knew he would be. We both knew the rules of this thing, whatever it was, and one of the clearest ones was that nobody could find out. The longer he stayed the higher the risk and Jaxon Sullivan did not take unnecessary risks. I understood that. I did. It didn't stop the small hollow feeling that sat in my chest when I pressed my palm flat against the cold sheet where he had been.I lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, letting the quiet settle around me. The morning light was coming in pale through the blinds and somewhere down the hall a cart was rolling and a monitor was beeping and the hospital was waking up the way hospitals do, slow and indifferent to whatever anyone was feeling.I sat up carefully. My chest still ached when I breathed too deep but it was better than yesterday. Manageable. Everything was a little better

Emberlyn:My mother left at noon.She had fussed over me for the better part of the morning, rearranging things that didn't need rearranging and checking on me every twenty minutes like she was afraid I would disappear if she stopped looking. She made me eat a full breakfast and then sat across from me watching me eat it, her hands wrapped around her mug, her eyes doing that thing where they said everything she wasn't saying out loud. When she finally picked up her bag to leave for her shift I had to stop myself from sighing with relief."Rest," she said at the door."I will," I said back.She gave me one last look that communicated she didn't fully believe me, and then she was gone.The apartment became silent.I sat on the couch for a while, gazing at nothing in particular. Mila was in cheer practice, and would not return until late in the afternoon. Kim was at work, and after her first two text messages to check in with me, she had that pep in her step that I knew she would want to