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His expression barely changed throughout the entire exchange, but the pressure behind his gaze had felt almost suffocating by the end. For one horrifying moment, I genuinely thought he was going to side with Ravenna publicly. “Professor Green is not originally from our territory,” Vance explained carefully. “He tends to approach academic matters too rigidly. Merit. Procedure. Technicalities. He doesn’t fully understand the political balance required to maintain order inside a pack structure like ours.” I crossed my arms tightly across my chest. “Well, he needs to learn quickly,” I muttered bitterly. “Because the way he spoke to me was completely inappropriate.”

I chipped away at the golden image everyone saw. But now..now she was slipping through my grasp again. She had the janitor looking at her like she was worth protecting. Like she was the only one worth saving. And worse…the professor. That man. Professor Black. I noticed it. The way his gaze darkened when she entered a room. The way his voice dropped when he spoke her name. That wasn’t a teacher’s look. It wasn’t discipline. It was something primal, something dangerous. Something I wanted for myself.

His face was flushed and he was almost breathless. “Class,” I answered, watching impatiently as he tried to catch his breath. “What's wrong with you?” “Class? You don't have a class to teach today,” he pointed out, frowning. “Yeah. Milgram gave me her period to use. What do you want? I'm heading home now.” “No,” he said, then he shut the door and moved closer to me. “Have you heard the rumors going around?” “What rumors?” “I overheard two girls talking about a professor having an affair with a student and your name was mentioned,” he explained, looking at me as if he believed what he had heard.

She stared at me again with a death glare and walked off. I heaved a sigh, my mind still on what she said. “Gay” “Miguel is a gay” I stared away at the trees and leaves unable to grasp the entire stuff. He is gay. The entire students gathered in front of the tent while Mr Draco the commander called out the results. Most of the students were all nervous,

We made our way to two empty seats at the back. “Hey,” Liam whispered moving over for us to sit next to him. “Get lost asshole,” Macy retorted before I could say a word in response. She held my hand and made me sit. “What is going on? Why do you look so pale?” she whispered. My gaze never left his. I gulped. “Why is he here? Where is the arts professor?” “Oh, that? Didn’t you get the mail? Professor Brown retired to his hometown. Professor Sebastian got transferred as his replacement. He’s hot isn’t he? That’s the reason why you were so distracted…”

He tried to make me remember his nature. How could I even forget it! He hadn’t touched a single girl. He wasn’t some gay or what, but he was always engrossed in his medical books. The person he hanged out most was with his teacher; professor Sean, who taught in one of the werewolf schools and was a doctor. That old wolf had an experience of about 300 years in medical field.

That must be her dominant side. The door opened, revealing our Professor. He was not what I expected. His thin lips, long hair tied in a band, hard eyes, chiseled jaw, thick muscles, and a scar directly beneath his left eyebrow. He was jaggedly handsome, but I couldn't help but think of a certain man with raven hair when I looked at him. A smile played on my lips as I thought about my mate Alpha Lorenzo. Just then the Professor blew his whistle, “Gather around everyone let’s get to work,” his voice boomed which had everyone moving quickly. I scrambled to the front to get a good look at him and hear what he had to say.

"Because the Professor told you not to let other boys touch you? Does he have a schedule for when you're allowed to speak?" "He has more respect for me than you ever did," I said, trying to pull away. "Respect?" Dominic laughed. "He’s obsessed with you! I saw the way he looked at you at the gala. He didn't look like a teacher. He looked like a man who was afraid someone was going to steal his favorite toy. And he’s right to be afraid. Because I don't like losing, Sera. I never lose." "This isn't a game!"

Ari glanced over her shoulder toward Davin, who had stepped back near the curtain to give us space, then turned her attention back to me. “Now explain him.” I took a slow breath. “Professor Jackson and I have been seeing each other,” I said, then quickly added, “and I know how bad this sounds, but trust me, it isn’t.” “No, I think you know how complicated it is. I’m still deciding how bad it sounds.” Despite everything, a small laugh escaped me. Ari’s expression softened for barely a second before Bella leaned closer. “Does this have anything to do with the person following you?”

I muttered and his brows creased for a second as he looked like he was fighting with himself. “You can't back out once I lose myself.” He said, and I didn't understand what he meant by that, but I forced that haziness out of my head and nodded. Then he descended the stairs slowly until he was right in front of him. Kent, the golden professor of the campus. Everyone wanted him. The most renowned professor even though I've been hearing rumors about him getting terrifying these days. I didn't understand what was going on even as he approached me but I felt my knees weaken as he stared at me.