I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It novel Chapter 288

Colton’s POV

It was a long drive back to the jail; most of the drive was silent which was to be expected. Alpha Emmet was upset about his son being falsely accused of something he didn’t do.

Murder.

The problem was that Scott confessed to the crime. But it’s come to our realization that he was given false memories from someone else at this school.

Alpha Bastien mindlinked me a few minutes ago to tell me that he was heading to the school in a few minutes to find out what students have abilities other than Sarah and who could have committed that horrific crime and framed Scott for it.

I was going to go to the school with Emmet later to help him with that investigation, but for right now, Scott really needed to see his son. I couldn’t blame him; if I had a son, I would stop at nothing to see him if he was put in this position.

“Keep an eye on Emmet. I’m worried he will do something stupid if given the chance,” Bastien said through our mindlink.

I glanced over at Emmet who was staring out the window; there was a void in his eyes, and he looked drained. It was obvious that he hadn’t slept a wink last night; not that I could blame him. But Alpha Bastien was right; under his mental capacity, he wasn’t in the right frame of mind to be making any decisions and he needed to be monitored closely.

“I will,” I assured him. “We won’t be long. I don’t want Ella at that school alone for long.”

“Gamma Alex is still there,” Bastien reminded me, making me roll my eyes and clutch the steering wheel tightly.

“I don’t trust him,” I said in return, trying not to make any sounds of distress and alerting Alpha Emmet that I was mindlinking.

“He’s good at his job,” Bastien assured me. “He might be an asshole, but he follows orders, and he won’t let us down. He will keep her safe until you get there.”

I said nothing more as I disconnected the mindlink. I really couldn’t stand Alex and I knew Ella couldn’t either. He couldn’t be trusted, even if he was good at his job.

As soon as I parked the car in the front parking lot of the station, Emmet was quickly getting out of the car and rushing toward the front door. I quickly followed after him, trying to get him to slow down.

“They aren’t going to let you in if you approach them with aggression,” I scolded.

“I need to see my son,” he muttered, pulling open the doors and storming inside the waiting room.

The dispatcher looked up from his computer and instantly rolled his eyes upon seeing Alpha Emmet stalking toward him.

“Alpha—”

“Let me in to see my son,” Emmet said through his teeth.

“You know I can’t do that,” the dispatcher said, sighing and shaking his head. “I’m sorry, but—”

“Sorry isn’t good enough,” Emmet growled. “I need to see him. It’s right to keep a father from seeing his child.”

I stepped beside Emmet, placing a hand on his shoulder to steady him. When Emmet relaxed slightly, I looked at the dispatcher who met my eyes.

“Look, he’s right. This is his son; he deserves to be able to talk to him,” I said calmly.

The dispatcher's face softened.

“It’s not up to me, Alpha Colton,” he said, glancing at Emmet. “It’s Alpha Jonathan’s orders.”

I nodded in understanding.

“I will get a hold of him then. Thank you. I know you are just doing your job,” I said simply.

The dispatcher relaxed in his seat and gave me a tired smile with a head nod.

Emmet was murmuring some profanities under his breath as he turned away to sit down. I pulled my cell phone out and called Alpha Jonathan right away.

He answered on the 4(th) ring.

“Alpha Colton; what honor do I have for this phone call?”

“I need a favor and only you can do this,” I said firmly, stepping out of earshot so Emmet wouldn’t listen, but I knew he still would.

“And what favor would that be?” Jonathan asked with curiosity in his tone.“You’ll let Alpha Emmet see his son,” I said simply.

There was a moment of pause on the other end.

“And why would I do that?” Jonathan asked, sounding annoyed by my request.

“Because it’s his son, Alpha,” I said in return. “He has a right to speak to his son.”

“His son is a murderer,” Alpha Jonathan said through his teeth; I could feel his growing anger from through the phone.

He hung up the phone and placed it back in the metal box so I could take it back.

“He has 10 minutes to speak to his son,” the dispatcher said to me.

Emmet quickly stood to his feet, his face appearing shocked.

I gave him a nod and he gave me a relieved and faint smile.

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Ella’s POV

I sat on my bed, staring at the envelope that was in my hands. There wasn’t a stamp or any other words on the front of the envelope other than my name. It was written in handwriting that I didn’t recognize and for some reason, I had an unsettled feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Somebody came into my room and placed this on my bed.

My first assumption was either Rachel or Becca, but for some reason, neither of those options seemed right to me.

I took a steady deep breath and opened the envelope, uncovering a thick off-white paper.

It was a handwritten note.

My heart fell into my stomach when I scanned the letter and saw who it was from.

Dear Ella,

This is my official congratulations on winning the Election this year. I know you are going to do some great things with the student committee, and I know you are going to take this school far. On behalf of me and my family, I’d like to invite you to a dinner in your honor on Saturday at 6 pm.

You, your friends, and your family are all invited. It will be a banquet at my packhouse, and we are preparing all your favorite foods, cooked by some of the best chefs in Higala.

Once again, I’d like to personally thank you and congratulate you for a job well done and for winning the election fairly.

Best,

Alpha Jonathan.