My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 13

Lila’s POV

By the time I could form words out of my mouth, Scott was already snoring. I stood frozen at the door, just staring at him. That’s all I could think to do.

Hearing his words caused my heart to ache. She hated me because I was a Volana wolf. I know my kind isn’t accepted by some; they find us dangerous and threatening. But I have never tried to pose a threat to anyone. I stand up for what I believe in and help those in need. I’m far from dangerous but I know not all in our world see it that way.

“What did he just say?” Enzo asked; for a moment, I forget he was standing near me.

I saw the complete confusion on his face.

I didn’t want to stay in Scott’s room any longer, so I left. As we got into the empty halls, I turned to him, trying to keep the tears out of my eyes.

“Please don’t tell my father,” I managed to utter as I stared up at him.

“What did he mean that you are a Volana? Is that true?” His tone seemed cold.

“I never want to hurt anybody,” I whispered. “If Sarah hates me because of what I am…” my voice trailed off.

“Because you are a Volana…” he said the “Volana” like it was a bad taste on his tongue; the cruelty of his tone caused me to flinch. That was all I needed to know.

“I’m not any different than I was a moment ago before you knew,” I told him, meeting his dark eyes. “I’m still me and if that’s the reason why Sarah hates me, then I need to speak with her and set the record straight.”

Enzo seemed to be at a loss for words, but that only lasted briefly. He soon sighed, shaking his head with dismay written all over his face.

“You expect me to keep something like this from your father?” He asked. “He would have my head if he found out that I knew who poisoned his daughter.”

“I don’t want there to be any issues. Involving my father would make her despise me even more. I came to this school because I wanted to make a difference in this world. I wanted to spread a little bit of good everywhere. I want Sarah to know that I’m not a threat to her. I don’t wish her harm and I don’t wish punishment on her. I’m hoping to start a clean slate.”

“Your father would—”

“Please,” I say, touching his bicep; he froze as he stared down at my hand. “I must believe that there is still good in her. Punishing her won’t bring the good out; it’ll only make her resent us.”

I could see his jaw tightening as he stared around my face, he didn’t say anything though. He pulled his arm away from my hand and started down the hallway.

Did he hate me now too?

I brushed the thought out of my mind and went to find Sarah. Usually, she hangs out in the student lounge across campus.

Sarah and her friends occupied the couch and loveseat.

“Can we talk for a minute?” I asked as I approached.

She frowns as she peers up at me; her friends glimpsed at one another with strange looks before chuckling. I ignored them and fixated my attention on Sarah.

“Please,” I added.

She looked me over carefully for a moment; her face remained expressionless. She finally stood from her place on the couch and went with me to a more private area. She folded her arms across her chest.

“This better be good to pull me away like that,” she muttered.

I turned around to face her; I took in a steady breath, trying to ease the nervousness building in the pit of my stomach. I wasn’t usually nervous confronting somebody, but standing before me was a woman who genuinely hated me enough to want to cause me harm.

She poisoned me because I was a Volana wolf. It made me wonder how many other students here hated me for what I am. I glanced around briefly, and it didn’t seem, anyone, besides Sarah’s friends, was looking in our direction.

“I just wanted to clear the air,” I said, keeping my tone low and my eyes fixated on her features. She was very beautiful that much was obvious; she was also experienced. It was no wonder Scott wanted her. “I don’t want there to be any bad blood between us.”

She rose her brows, a hint of amusement in her icy gaze.

“Oh, is that right?” She sneered. “And what makes you think there’s bad blood?”

“Because you tried to poison me,” I say in a hushed whisper, keeping my eyes on hers.

“That’s quite the accusation.”