My Professor Is My Alpha Novels & Stories

“But I don't regret you.” Her fingers slipped into mine. Neither of us spoke for a moment. Then she smiled. “I have something to tell you.” “What?” “My professor offered me a position helping with a campus program next semester.” I smiled. “That sounds good.” “It is.” “You want it?” “Yes.” “Then take it.” Her eyes narrowed. “That's all?” “What else should I say?” “I don't know. You're the Alpha.” “That doesn't make me your dean.” She laughed. “I just thought you'd ask about the schedule.”

Miles fought and reasoned with Ransom that though she was an Omega, she was untouchable due to her student status, which made her protected by the Alpha King, finally getting him to pull back on his Alpha pheromones before they caused him more problems than he was willing to handle at that time. Keeping himself and his wolf in check, Professor Miles started the lecture by introducing himself. ‘Afternoon. I am Professor Alpha Miles Knight, and as you probably guessed, I am your Werewolf History Professor.’

The men again laughed as they encouraged their Alpha. “This pretty piece of ass will show you just what a ‘she-wolf’ is capable of. Be ready for when the sun rises you will be apologising at my feet. The only thing you’ll have to worry about is whether or not you’ll have any teeth left.” Without giving Tye the chance to respond we upped at left. I don’t know where Lilith found the courage to speak like that, but I couldn’t have been any prouder.

“Do you know how dangerous it is to be seen as strong too early?” He went quiet. “A weak Alpha is ignored,” I continued evenly. “And ignored Alphas hear everything.” Tim let out a low whistle. “So while everyone thought you were wasting away , ” “I was learning,” I cut in. “And watching.” The professor gathered his papers. “You grasped the core points faster than most council members.” “That’s because most of them talk too much and listen too little,” I replied. He laughed softly as he stood. “Your mother will be pleased.”

I did not speak to him like a teacher to principal, but like a subordinate to an Alpha. The Alpha was the leader, always at the forefront of matters. The Beta was the second in command, the Alpha's shadow. The Gamma, however, was seen as the calm entity, facing the matters with a calm and easy nature. When provoked however, they were ready to fight. He sighed nodding in assent. I bowed down lightly, more courteous than usual. In the same way I was taught years ago when addressing an Alpha. As I rose, he looked at me as though trying to assess me. Even from my posture and words, I was sure he was trying to understand where I had gotten such a mindset from.

"I thought you didn't believe me." "I don't, but if you believe it, it will help me understand any motives." "Mmm, alright. The position of Alpha works similarly to kings and queens. Alphas are usually passed from parent to child. My father was Alpha before me just as it will be passed to any heirs I may have." He pauses, looking at me with a masked expression. "My Beta, Theodore, is my second. Think of him as my best friend…who would also sacrifice his life to protect me."

I said quietly, looking at him. "It does, but that’s the difference between us… You’re an Alpha and I’m a Beta." He smiled despite the pain in his voice, but his words hit home. "We won’t ever be equal, no matter how much we say it." I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t. I was an Alpha, and it was in my blood to be possessive, but in the process, I had made him feel inferior… That was never the intention. "That’s not true Damon, my behaviour does not mean-"

she said in a quiet voice. My brows furrowed. “Who could it be?” Kaiden didn't need to be introduced when entering my chambers. Who was it? I wondered. “Send them in.” I rose to my feet, taking the book with me. Jasper walked into the room, draped in a mourning attire. “Jasper, what's going on? What's with the attire?” I asked softly. Jasper dropped his eyes to the marble floor, his voice shaking as he spoke. “The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

When I'm around my group of friends, it's easier for me to talk about Omegas the way we do, bringing up how weak they are among other things. But I shouldn't have brought it up in front of her. "I didn't mean to say that." "Yes, you did." I clench my jaw. Arguing with her is impossible. I'm used to winning arguments, dammit. Nobody ever questions me? It's hard not to feel indignant when I'm around her. I'm the future Alpha. What gives her the right to talk to me like this? "That's not the point, is it?" I grit out. "We were discussing Professor Denver."

Professor Cassian drove into my ass with punishing precision, each stroke sending shockwaves through my body. "C-Cassiannn," I moaned. "I c-can't- I c-can't t-take ittt." "Yes, you can," Professor Draven growled, thrusting into my slick pussy. "Take it like the good slut you are." Before I could respond, Professor Felix shoved his huge cock into my mouth, hitting so far back in my throat that tears spilled from my eyes. I gagged, but I wanted it. I wanted all of it. Three cocks. Three alphas. Claiming me. Draven reached between us and pinched my clit. I cried out, squirming, desperate for release. "Come for us, baby," Cassian commanded, reading my body like he always did.