My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 108

Third Person POV

Enzo hadn’t returned home in over a day and Connie was beginning to grow impatient.

She remembered her night with Enzo clearly and she’d been planning it for some time. She knew that Enzo was out with Bethany for the evening and that bothered her more than anything.

It was bad enough that he had a mate that wasn’t her, now he was going on dates with a gorgeous singer. It was infuriating.

Connie had loved Enzo for most of her life and she kept waiting for him to choose her as his chosen mate, but he still hasn’t. He refuses to reject that Volana wolf despite Connie’s warnings about him being mated to his student.

When Enzo mentioned going to dinner with Bethany Rochelle, Connie thought to herself, “Great… more competition.”

She waited awake for him; she waited for what felt like an eternity. But when he didn’t come home early, she grew even more upset.

She texted him that evening, asking him when he would be home, and he didn’t reply until much later.

“On my way right now,” the text message said.

She was pleased he wasn’t spending the night with her. Now he could spend the rest of the evening with Connie.

“But what if he doesn’t want to?” Her wolf asked. “What if he rejects the idea?”

“Then, we won’t give him a choice,” Connie said in return.

She went into the kitchen and brewed a couple of mugs of tea. He enjoyed tea at this hour, so it wouldn’t be unusual.

But what he doesn’t know is that Connie is spiking his mug with Starlight.

“You’re going to have your way with him?” Connie’s wolf asked in shock.

“No!” Connie exclaimed. “I’m not a monster. I just want to make him think we had sex. He will be asleep and he’s going to think he did this on his own free will. It will get into his head, and he will start wondering if maybe he subconsciously wants to be with me all along.”

“OH! That’s brilliant,” her wolf chuckled. “He will start wondering if he really does love you.”

“Exactly,” Connie agreed. “Plus, it will drive a wedge between Enzo and Lila. It’s like killing two birds with one stone.”

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Enzo’s POV

Lila jumped to her feet quickly and Brody seemed to be tense as I entered the art room. Lila was breathing quite heavily, and I knew it was taking everything she had not to run in the opposite direction.

Not that she could get far without me catching her.

“Sorry to interrupt,” I said, trying to sound unbothered. “I thought I would find you in here.”

I set Lila’s gift against the wall before turning to them.

“I was creating a new painting for the art studio,” Lila explained, glancing over at Brody sheepishly. “I figured I’d go a different route.”

“Sorry, Professor,” Brody said, standing to his feet with a worried frown. “That doesn’t bother you, does it? I wanted to help her in any way that I could, and this seemed like the best way to do that. She was upset that her panting was destroyed and—”

“I know why she was upset,” I said, cutting off his words.

I also know that it wasn’t because of her painting, it was because of the art studio as a whole. She felt rotten for Cassidy-Ann. Lila wasn’t selfish enough to only care about her painting.

But I didn’t say that out loud.

He stopped talking instantly and lowered his gaze to the ground.

“No, of course, it doesn’t bother me,” I continued, looking between the two of them. “I got a hold of Alpha Bastien, he’s going to investigate the vandalism. He’s also going to call you later,” I added that last part looking at Lila.

“You didn’t have to do that,” she said, glancing at her feet. “I was going to call him myself and ask for his help.”

“I guess we think alike,” I said in return.

Max was growing restless with Brody’s presence, and I knew I needed to get him to leave before my wolf destroyed him.

“Brody, can you give us a few minutes,” I asked, trying to keep myself calm.

Brody looked at me for a short minute before looking over at Lila. She wouldn’t meet my eyes, but she looked up at Brody and gave him a small nod.

He still looked uncertain, but he left the room anyways.

I walked over to Lila; she kept her eyes fixated on the ground, refusing to meet my gaze. It was bothersome, but I couldn’t blame her for being upset.

I wish I knew for sure what had happened with Connie, but I was coming up blank.

“You don’t have a right to be upset…” she finally said, her voice coming out in a whisper. “I just wanted to paint something different…”

“I’m not upset,” I told her, sitting down in the chair that Brody was sitting in.