My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 163

Lila’s POV

Love.

It was such a strong word and something I was reserving for my mate. Enzo was my mate and now that this moment had arrived, I found myself troubled with the thought of whether this was the future I saw myself having.

Enzo wasn’t my ideal choice of a mate in the beginning. He was set in his own ways, and he made it no secret that having a mate was nothing more than a burden to him. It wasn’t the love story I had envisioned, but this past year with him has been something for the books.

He was my first kiss.

He took my virginity.

But could I truly trust him enough to give him my heart?

I mentally accepted the fact that he was going to reject me in a few years after graduation once my wolf was strong enough to handle the rejection.

Was he saying he no longer wanted to reject me?

It was a mind game and I feared that it was a game that I would lose.

Before I could say anything in return, though, Enzo brought his lips to mine. His kiss was sweet and soft; it wasn’t riddled with hunger and lust like it always is.

It was more like he wanted to take care of me.

His fingertips brushed down the side of my face as he deepened the kiss. When the kiss ended, I found myself with my eyes closed, wishing for more.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that sooner,” he said. “But I can’t leave without you knowing how I feel. How I’ve been feeling.”

His words brought me back to reality and I opened my eyes, peering up at his face.

He was still planning on leaving.

It hurt knowing he wasn’t going to be at this school, but did that mean it was because he wanted to be with me as my mate?

I wanted to ask him, but I heard footsteps approaching from around the corner and his arms dropped to his sides.

I turned just as my mother came around the corner.

“Oh, there you are,” she breathed. “What are you doing in the hall?”

“I was just talking to—”

I glanced behind me, my voice faltered away when I saw that Enzo was gone.

My heart fell into my stomach.

“No one…” I finished; I couldn’t hide the sadness in my voice. “I was talking to no one…”

“Oh…” my mother said, furrowing her brows together. “Well, I just set out dinner. It’s a buffet.”

“Okay,” I said, straightening my shoulders and trying to appear as normal as possible.

“You’ll have to tell me all that happened on your trip later,” she said with a knowing smile as we continued to walk toward the dining area.

Just as we entered, I heard a loud crashing sound and then what sounded like Corinne screaming.

Everybody was silenced as she screamed in frustration, and I knew she was crying without even looking at her.

“You did this on purpose!!!” She cried. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”

I broke away from my mother and pushed through the crowd until I saw Corinne standing in the center of the dining hall with a broken dish scattered around her and food covering her from head to toe.

Tears burned in her eyes.

She wore a cute dress with cherries stitched throughout it, which was now completely stained.

There was also a basketball near her feet, which I’m assuming was the cause of the broken dish.

Flynn stood off to the side with wide eyes and a boy that I knew to be Flynn’s best friend, stood beside him biting onto his bottom lip like he was stifling a laugh.

“What happened?” My father asked before I had the chance to ask anything.

“He threw a ball at me,” Corrine sniffled, wiping her misty eyes on the back of her hand. “He ruined my dress and broke the dish…”

My father glared at Flynn.

“Flynn—”

“It wasn’t me, Dad!” Flynn said quickly, throwing his hands up in defense. “I swear. I’m innocent.”

“No… it was that jerk,” Corinne, muttered, pointing at Flynn’s friend.