My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 103

Enzo’s POV

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest.

What the hell happened last night?

“Max!” I growled to my wolf, feeling the panic setting in. “What happened?”

“I…I don’t know,” Max said, equally confused. “Everything went black last night.”

Connie stirred in her sleep before her eyes fluttered over and looked over at me.

“Good morning, handsome,” she said, reaching over to touch my arm, recoiling my arm away from her, allowing her hand to fall to the bed.

She sat up frowning, revealing her naked body beyond the blanket. I grabbed the blanket and quickly covered her.

“What happened last night?” I asked firmly, eyeing her features carefully.

“You don’t remember anything?” She asked, concern on her face.

She glanced down at her naked torso before looking back up at me.

“I think it kind of goes without saying what happened last night,” she said, a little humor in her tone.

“This isn’t funny, Connie,” I said between my teeth.

I could feel my wolf growing painfully unsettled at the thought of what he had done last night.

“We betrayed our mate!” He wailed.

I ignored him and quickly got out of bed. I was relieved I still had my pants on at least, but I had no memory of anything that happened.

The only thing I had was this headache that I couldn’t seem to shake.

“I can’t believe you can’t remember,” Connie pouted. “What was the last thing you remember?”

“We were talking about Lila and then…” I paused as the image of Connie on top of me surfaced in my mind. “You kissed me.”

Her face reddened slightly.

“And you kissed me back,” she said, batting her lashes at me. “And then we did a lot more.”

I went to respond to her, but my phone started to ring in my pant pocket. I looked at Connie one last time before turning away from her. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and saw on the screen that it was Alpha John.

I had taken Bethany home last night after dinner once it was clear she was unwell. She was acting incredibly drunk, which was usual because she only had one glass of wine.

“Alpha John?” I said as I answered the phone. “What can I do for you?”

“You did this to her, you asshole!” John growled.

My frown deepened.

“What are you talking about?” I asked, unsure of what he was going on about.

“She wouldn’t wake up this morning. She was hardly breathing!” John frantically exclaimed. “I brought her to the hospital this morning! Whatever you gave her, nearly killed her!”

“I didn’t give her anything, I—” I paused when I thought back to the restaurant when I got back from the bathroom.

She was acting strangely, staring at me and then at my wine glass. Like she was waiting for something to happen.

Was she trying to drug me but accidentally drugged the wrong glass?

Or maybe she drugged me as well and it didn’t take effect until I returned home. I certainly wasn’t in the right frame of mind last night.

But how stupid could she be to drug herself as well?

Fuck.

“I’m on my way,” I grabbed my shirt off the ground and threw it on.

“What’s going on? Where are you going??” Connie called as I rushed to the door.

“Something came up; it’s an emergency,” I said quickly, but then I paused and turned to her shocked and yet sad face. “We need to talk later. Will you be around?”

She was hesitant, but she nodded her head once.

On that note, I turned and left the house.

There was a gloomy haze over the hospital like there always was. Alpha John stood in the waiting room, and he looked furious. He was pacing back and forth, muttering something under his breath when I arrived.

The doctors were just leaving the back rooms and were attempting to speak to him, but he kept interrupting them, barking at them to tell him what was wrong.

“What’s going on?” I asked as I approached.

“These assholes won’t let me what’s wrong with my daughter,” Alpha John huffed. “She’s in a coma and they can’t wake her up.”