My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 215

Lila’s POV

As soon as we neared Starcove, I could feel the power of the witches.

I knew of a witch once when I was only a little girl. She helped my mother when she discovered she was a Volana wolf and taught her how to use her powers and how to control them.

Sadly, she died, and I never really got the chance to know her for myself. But I knew she was very powerful as well. I wonder if she knew this Jazzy person; it seems my father was familiar with her.

“There are no gates?” I asked as we continued down a narrow road; in the distance, I saw houses, and beyond that, I wasn’t really sure what I saw. It was a large building made of stone and it didn’t seem it belonged in such a quiet town. But there was hardly anybody walking around the streets; there was no humming of cars. There didn’t even seem to be that many businesses.

Maybe a few stores but they didn’t even look open.

It was a complete ghost town besides this strong sense of power radiating around the brisk air. The temperature had dropped significantly; it was nearing autumn, but here it felt like it was mid to late autumn.

Most of our packs have gates that separate our packs from rogue territory. Though the forests don’t usually have gates, we double on our patrol in those areas to keep rogues away. Starcove didn’t seem to have any security, which was amazing to me.

“It’s a human and witch community,” Enzo explained from beside me. “They don’t need the same security measures as we do. Nobody would dare invade a town full of witches.”

“We are,” I reminded him, my voice grim.

He was quiet for a moment.

“They took something of ours,” he said, just as grimly.

“We need to shift,” my father said from the front.

We all slowed to a stop to look up at my father’s large and dark wolf who had turned to face the rest of us. We were all in our wolf forms still; Donovan and Aiden stood on either side of him, and Ethan stood on the other side of Enzo. There were three warriors from each of our packs, the Nova and Calypso pack, that were scattered around us.

My father was first to shift, and he immediately put on the clothes his wolf kept tucked away. The others did the same. I waited for Enzo to shift first and put on his clothes before I hid behind him and did the same thing.

I tied my hair into a ponytail and took the dagger that Enzo had given me.

“It’s for protection,” he said. “Your job is to shield us if anything happens.”

“We are coming in peace,” My father announced to us. “We won’t start anything unless they start something first. But getting into a battle with witches is not something we want.”

Everybody agreed to this.

On that note, my father turned and began to walk toward the cobblestone pathway. We didn’t get much further when the stench of rogue invaded my nose.

I wasn’t the only one who noticed the smell; Enzo froze, stopping me with him.

“Rogues,” he announced.

Everybody froze and soon, we were surrounded by rogues that were in their wolf forms.

My first thought was, “Why are they protecting the witches?”

But then I saw a familiar man who stepped around the cluster of wolves; he was in his human form and his icy blue eyes poured into me.

“Paul,” Enzo said through his teeth. “What are you doing here?”

Paul's attention went from me to Enzo in a heartbeat.

“I could ask you the same thing,” Paul said, his tone dark.

“We came to speak to a witch known as Jasmine,” my father said, his tone firm and strong.

Paul looked at my father and I saw a glimmer of humor in his eyes.

“Alpha Bastien,” Paul said in a greeting.

“Paul,” my father said in return. “Haven’t seen you since you were running away with the others.”

Anger flashed through Paul’s eyes.

“I was weaker then, but I’ve grown and become stronger on my journey,” Paul said through his teeth.

“Your journey of being a rogue?” My father asked, raising his brows. “Is that really the life you wanted for yourself?”

“You left me no other choice,” Paul growled.