One Night With My Alpha Professor Novels & Stories

I drop my book after sensing my husband's presence and get myself ready to seduce him. He enters the room, looking so exhausted but when I remove the bedsheets from my naked body, he groans like the wolf he is and comes for me. I say to him; “I love you so much.” He says to me with a kiss; “I love you too.” Ah, before I forget, Sarafina got married to Duke two years ago and is now expecting a child. Andrew became the beta as expected and is currently involved with a she-wolf. I am Tabitha Graham, wife of Silas Graham, the Alpha of the Cerulean moon pack and this was and is my story.

We waited for the girls to be out of sight before turning to look at eachother again, and he signaled to a corner which I followed without questions. The path led us into a dining room large enough to serve fifty people and I took a seat on one of the chairs, waiting for the alpha to do same. “Would you like something to drink?” he asked, but I shook my head almost immediately, offering him a look that showed I was content. “Alright. Then what is this about?” “I am a professor at Redmoon high.” “You said that already to my warriors.” “Yes, I did.” I responded, realizing he wasn’t one to have small talks, especially not at this time of the night. “Aside been the professor, I am something else

Sara whispered, her voice trembling with relief and surprise. I didn’t know who he was, but the wolves did. They melted back into the shadows, retreating without so much as a snarl. Only the Alpha lingered, his golden gaze lingering on Professor Hale. There was a silent exchange between them, some wordless understanding, before the Alpha turned and vanished into the forest. Professor Hale’s eyes landed on me. For a moment, his calm demeanor faltered, his brows furrowing as if he couldn’t quite believe what he was seeing.

We stare at each other—me, clinging to defiance, her, unreadable as stone. Finally, she exhales and calls softly, “Michael.” The massive wolf steps out the door, bones cracking as he shifts. Moments later, the man returns—the same Professor I saw standing beside her the night Roman and I dragged back Joseph, the rogue. “I’m guessing you were the one who orchestrated the Alphas gathering together,” I say cautiously, “keeping the monsters from striking them one by one.” “Yes.” My voice is steady now. “I can do that too.” “I see…” Her gaze sharpens before she rises to her feet. Her movements are precise, deliberate. Then, with one hand pressed to her chest, she dips in a graceful bow.

One violet and the other blue. She released me and draped an arm through mine, pulling me along with her toward my bedroom door. I could already hear the guests piling into the foyer of the packhouse. “Oh, I forgot to mention. I invited my professor as well,” I tell her. She paused for a moment and glanced at me. “Actually, he’s the Alpha of the Calypso Pack. Enzo.” She rose her brows. “Alpha Enzo is your professor?” She asked; she didn’t sound displeased, just surprised. “I never took him as the kind to be a professor.”

He’s nothing, but a selfish Alpha who chose to be with a female Beta whom he thinks is more deserving than me. What was I back then? An Omega? Would he be saying that same thing if I was still the same weak, gullible Omega he met? His voice deepened. “In a world where you’re still mine.” My stomach twisted. He has always been so good with his words. No wonder why he was able to get me in just one night. And I was stupid enough to yield to it. But, of course, I refuse to let him see the effect he has on me.

Although my dress was long enough to hide what I was up-to from whoever chose to stare, it still felt so fucking naughty. The glow of the raging bonfire did magical things to his profile as i watched him watch me fuck myself with my fingers in public, surrounded by many others. I wished they could see me displayed like this. Fucking myself for my Alpha. I was such a slut and from the gleam in his eyes. I knew he loved it. Suddenly, fingers wrapped around my wrist, yanking me around and when I looked up to tell whoever it was to fuck off, I saw Professor Blackwood.

"How? Monthana, we don't even know who this person is." ​"No. You don't know who he is." She gave me a meaningful look. "Alpha Enzo has been here less than twenty-four hours and somehow became our drill instructor just so he could investigate this without leaving you alone. I don't think that man says things he can't do." ​I took a deep, shaky breath and forced myself to nod, trying to cling to her confidence. ​The rest of the day passed in a complete blur. Our next class was Shifter Psychology, but I couldn't concentrate on a single word Professor William was lecturing about. His words blurred together as every few minutes, my eyes drifted toward the clock.

"As I already mentioned in the Assembly hall, your final exams to test your werewolf abilities will be carried out so do your best. Also, we have only one month for the exam and your last year in this school. But we have someone here who will be with us for this one month. He will be completing his exams from here as has been shifted here after a special request by the Alpha king Christopher Johnson. And he will be attending this class from now on. So welcome Mr Johnson. When he welcomed that new student, Who is Alpha, of course, I don't know but I began to smell something strange as if this scent is so familiar to me. I sniffed as if I was some kind of puppy. When I opened my eyes, it was

I made a call to my old mentor at the National Institute of Medicine, Professor Sterling. "Professor, that research position regarding gene... is it still open? I'm ready to return to the human world." But when that arrogant Alpha, who claimed we were 'just friends' and 'strictly professional,' discovered he could no longer catch even a faint scent of me in the air, he completely lost his mind. ... Just two hours earlier, for the thirtieth consecutive day, he had taken me with a wildness that felt like he would tear me apart. "Look at me, Eloise."