One Night With My Alpha Professor Novels & Stories

Him. The man I slept with and a beautiful woman standing next to him. They looked like they were taking a couple's picture. I didn't waste time. I paid for the newspaper using the last money I had on me and left. Outside, I found a bench and sat down. My hands slightly trembled as I began reading what was written on the newspaper. Alpha Tristan getting engaged to the daughter of Alpha Max.

My heart was beating very fast at this point, and I tried to turn my back to leave his room, but he held my wrist tightly which made me panic even more. My eyes landed on the empty bottle of wine on the table, and it immediately occurred to me that he had had too much to drink. This might just be the fifth night in a row he had drunk himself to stupor since his lover left him just a few days ago. I tried to free my hand from his grip, but it was too strong and powerful showcasing the raw strength of Alpha Jacob Golden, son and heir. He fluttered his eyes open and I could see the sadness in his eyes, even in his drunken state, was both intimidating and heartbreaking.

Just then professor Mayra moved next to me, her arm through mine. “Wow…it’s a lovely night, Alpha.” she said, her tone sweet but deep. “Would you like to dance?” I didn’t look away from Lessie. How she smiled, how her hand touched Trent’s arm. “No.” Her expression faltered. “What?” I turned slightly, eyes still fixed on Lessie. “Dance with someone else.” “Are you serious?” she asked, clearly offended. “You brought me here as your date, Alpha Duaine.” Only then did I turn my full attention to her. My voice was cool as steel.

I had my mate with me, and I just had to find the alpha king, put an end to this whole mission, and then live the perfect life I’d always imagined with my mate, Professor Maverick . I crawled closer to him, slipping into his arms, and he instinctively tightened his hold around me, his eyes still shut. I stayed there for minutes, savoring the moment, the very essence of being his, but no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t fall back asleep.

I thought within. "You know what! We desire her! We should have her!" He bellows. "Just stop it! We cannot have her." I said to him, "And why is that?" He demanded. "Duh! She's a student and I'm supposed to be her professor. I cannot do anything about that." I explained for the upteenth time since we saw her. "It does not matter. We can have her. We're the Alpha. We get whoever we desire and you know it!" He continues.

I said, getting up from the bed to walk toward the window. Outside, the weather was overcast, the campus was empty, and the air was crisp. "Tell me, what did Professor Blackwood want?" she asked, looking me in the eyes with curiosity. I immediately turned my gaze toward her, at a loss for words. I had to invent something fast; after all, I couldn't exactly tell her that the new Alpha Management professor had bought me right after I’d drunkenly slept with him in a bar.

The Alpha will have me in his room at night, if he is going to take me, tonight would be the night. First, we have to get through dinner and hope that his family is gone by the time I get back. After we eat then perhaps I will find out if the Alpha wants me like I want him. We woudln’t be the first master and rogue slave to have sex, and I doubt we would be the last. Antcipation and excitement build with in me as I take our food to his office. When I enter, I find his family gone, but the Alpha looks a little irritated. I set the food down on his desk and give him a warm smile.

“Because last night was an accident. I had no idea who you were; can you say the same?” “I didn’t know you were a professor here. Or… well, I didn’t know anything about you, if I’m being honest.” Edwin quirked an eyebrow at me. “You didn’t recognize me at all?” I quickly shook my head. “Not at all, I’m afraid.” There was a brief silence, and for a moment I thought that the Alpha might be upset that I didn’t recognize him as a CEO or an Alpha. But when he saw the sincerity in my eyes, he seemed to deflate a bit.

My world, so rigidly structured, began to slowly crumble. As an alpha, I had always prided myself on my discipline, on my absolute control over my emotions and actions. But at that moment, I felt as if I were standing on the edge of an abyss, and any misstep would make me fall. Leaning on the table, I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. I couldn't let her see any sign of weakness. Mia Miller. The name I couldn't forget. She was the only human who truly attracted me, who made me let my guard down for one night. The memory of her hands tracing my abdomen, her touches burning and desperate, surfaced, along with the realization of what it all meant now.

It was gone too fast to name. “Is that so?” His voice was low and rough, like smoke over gravel, and it did something dangerous to my stomach. “Yes. That’s exactly so.” I was rambling now, couldn’t stop myself. “I don’t even know what the Alpha looks like. Could be hideous. Could have three heads and breath like a sewer. Doesn’t matter. I have dreams that don’t include being a crippled man’s glorified incubator, so here we are. Here I am. Talking too much because I’m nervous and—”