My Professor Is My Alpha Mate
Something about my encounter earlier didn’t feel right; especially because it was in the same area, I smelled that rancid flesh scent near the academic center.
I shuddered at the thought.
Just as we walked through the doors of Dormitory A, I was standing in the middle of a very clustered and frantic living area which had a few couches, a few televisions, a small kitchen, a community bathroom that only had a toilet and sinks because each dorm room had their own bathrooms with showers, and a couple of tables with puzzle pieces and gameboards scattered across them.
Students were everywhere though and they looked terrified.