My Professor Is My Alpha Novels & Stories

Connor had almost given up when Josh finally took a gasping breath and the blue colour started to reside from his lips, a more healthy colour returning to his face. "Fuck Josh, I thought I lost you there". Connor pulled his legs up and put his arms around his knees or the left arm because the right arm wouldn't work and he couldn't hold back the tears. He knew an alpha is not supposed to cry, but Firstly he wasn’t sure he could be considered an alpha any longer, without his wolf… and secondly, right now he didn’t care.

Because no matter how much pain I suffered there are still good things that happened and I'm grateful for them for the rest of my life. And more importantly, I will be forever grateful for discovering something so forbidden that ended up changing the trajectory of my life. That is, the CEO is an Alpha.

he asked. I was only able to manage a shrug. “Nothing, it’s just… It’s rare to hear that kind of thing from an Alpha,” I said softly. “I hope I don’t cause offense, Professor.” Edwin huffed. “Yes, well… before I’m an Alpha or a professor, I’m myself. Speaking of which… call me Edwin in private from now on, would you?” “Okay… Edwin.”

He wore no crown, but the pale, fog-choked morning light spilling through the floor-to-ceiling glass outlined his thin, ancient silhouette, making him look like an unyielding shadow cast against the grey sky. "You have Beta Thomas's broad shoulders, Devon," Alaric said, his voice a conversational whisper that carried clearly across the silent room without effort. " But, you behave like Marcus, he always did occupy a great deal of physical space before he spoke. It is a common trait among the western Alphas. They mistake density for authority."

His strength truly surpassed that of a human, but now I felt so safe and proud with him. I guess it doesn't matter whether he's human or werewolf. He's able to give me everything I want, my dreams, and my ambitions, and now he's able to protect me. So I guess he's not such a scary figure to me. Yes, I owe him a lot. "You heard what Stefani said, right? I think it's pointless for you to come here. Even crawling would still result in the same thing." His distinctive deep voice, with a suppressed rasp, gave off a very cold and intimidating intonation. I saw Mr. Khill look at me with a faint smile, then he invited me to leave.

“Thank you for stepping in.” My voice might have sounded calm, but I knew how heavy my aura was. It wasn’t something I could completely shut off. An Alpha, even one pretending to be just a CEO, didn’t stop being an Alpha. Ken gave a weak chuckle. “My student isn’t very skilled yet. It’s only right I look out for her.”

I looked up, my throat tight as my hands clenched. "Trying to show off my position as the Alpha's daughter?" I laughed amidst tears. "Using the term 'the Alpha's daughter' doesn't do justice to my personality, sir. From any angle, do I seriously look like an alpha's daughter?" Professor Trent went rigid beside me. On the other hand, the Dean dragged in a sharp breath.

“Although, I wouldn’t have been surprised. He’s so handsome. Anyone would be lucky to be able to kiss him. A lot of women around here want to.” “Really?” I asked, raising my brows. “Because of how handsome he is?” “That and because he’s very young; he’s only 23,” Becca explains. My eyes widened; I knew he looked young, but I didn’t think he was that young. “He’s also the strongest and toughest professor at this school. Which is to be expected considering he is an Alpha.” “He’s an Alpha?” I asked in surprise; I had no idea. He must know my father then. I couldn’t help but look back at Professor Enzo who was busy showing some students new moves.

were the only words that escaped from my mouth as I gave him the best smile I could come up with. An Alpha should always be strong. They should never show any weakness. You are not meant to be an Alpha. How can you call yourself an Alpha when you have no wolf? He doesn’t have a wolf and rely on a wheelchair, why should he be the Alpha? Men don’t cry, they don’t cry especially because of a girl. He should have just died.

“Now I don’t want anything from you. You have to take this the way it is.” My pulse spiked. “No,” I snapped. “You don’t shut me up like that.” The air around us shifted, thick with power. “I’m the future Alpha,” I yelled. “I’m not a fucking kid you can just control anyhow.” Luciana stood frozen behind him, her face pale. “I’m old enough for this,” I went on, my voice rising despite myself. “Stepmother? Like—who does that?” My wolf bristled, claws scraping inside my head.