My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 221

Lila’s POV

I spun around quickly to see Professor Xander standing over me with a deep frown. He was shirtless and he was now wearing a pair of jeans as opposed to the combat pants he wore before his shower. He had beads of water still dripping down his neck and across his tattooed torso.

I still held onto his notebook, but my eyes never left his.

“I asked you a question,” he said through his teeth. “Can I help you with something?”

“Uh…” I stammered lamely. “No…”

“Then why… might I ask… are you reading my notebook?”

I finally pulled my gaze from his and looked down at the notebook, closing it before I was able to read anything more. I had no excuses for him, I was caught red-handed, and I was completely mortified.

Before I could say anything, he grabbed the notebook from my hand and ripped it away. My hands fell to my lap and my gaze remained on the ground, ashamed to even look at him.

“Have you been taught no manners?” He growled.

I said nothing, which only seemed to piss him off that much more.

Before I knew what was happening, he grabbed hold of my ponytail and yanked my head back so I was looking up at him. I’m sure he could see the pure terror in my eyes as he glared at me; he was breathing heavily and oddly reminded me of a bull.

“Have you been drinking the protein shake I’ve given you?” He asked through his teeth.

I nodded my head once, which was a complete lie, but he didn’t need to know that.

“You’re lying.”

Shit.

“I…” I tried to say, but he gripped my hair even tighter and yanked my head again. Pain shot through my spine at the quick motion.

“I don’t need your excuses,” he hissed. “You’re a little shit who will get yourself killed by being so stupid. You had no idea I was even behind you, and it’s shit like that that’ll be the death of you. Have I taught you nothing?”

I tried to speak but the way he was gripping my hair made it impossible for me to think of much of anything else.

“You need to learn your lesson,” he hissed. “You need to learn what’ll happen to a little shit that doesn’t pay attention to surrounding areas and gets caught red-handed.”

He finally released me, and I found myself falling backward on the ground. My breathing was shaky to match my rapid heartbeat and all I could think was, “What’s he going to do to me?”

I hated how trembly my body had become; I hated how weak I appeared.

Tears prickled the corners of my eyes; I wished Enzo was in range so I could mindlink him. I had a nasty feeling in the pit of my stomach that something terrible was about to happen.

He was rummaging in his bag until he came across what he was looking for and then he turned back to me. He gave me a humorless smile as he knelt in front of me; he was inches from my face, and I could smell his disgusting breath hitting my features. Despite his breath being hot, it sent a cold chill down my spine and my body trembled once again.

“You need to learn how to escape the impossible once you get caught, because with your stupidity… you will get caught,” he seethed.

Before I could ask what, he meant by that, I felt a sharp pain in my neck and soon it was like my entire body had gone on fire. I screamed out in agony, feeling the fiery embers coursing through my veins.

He clamped a hand over my mouth, muffling my screams and holding me in place as I squirmed in pure agony. Tears ran down my face and my vision started to become blurry.

Specks of darkness clouded my eyes as I struggled to figure out what was going on and what he shot me with.

“Fighting it will only make it worse,” he hissed in my ear, though he sounded so distant. “Take it in… embrace it… own it.”

Take it in. Embrace it. Own it.

His final words and the only thing stuck in my mind as everything finally went black.

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Enzo’s POV

“Are you out of your mind?! You’re holding a dark witch in contempt??” Alpha Joseph sneered, slamming his hands on the table.

We sat in the meeting house in Elysium with the other members of the committee around a long table. Alpha Bastien, of course, sat at the head, and I sat beside him.

We had just finished explaining what had happened in the Calypso pack containing Paul and about my mother's village. Needless to say, they are reacting how I expected them to react.

“We have safety measures in place,” Bastien explained. “Nobody is in danger.”

“And that’s her problem, not ours,” Jonathan said in return with agreeing murmurs from the others. “But you have made it our problem and now we need to prepare for a war.”

“A war we can’t win,” Alpha Joseph growled. “A war will die in.”

“There will be no war,” Bastien said, standing to his feet so he could tower over everybody seated at the table. “We only want to know what exactly they were planning on doing with Hazel and why they wanted her in the first place. There are questions that Jazzy won’t answer and until we get some kind of answers from her—”

“You’ll what? Keep her in contempt?” Jonathan asked with a mocking laugh. “No offense, Alpha, but you sound ridiculous.”

I could feel anger bubbling inside of me; though, part of me knew they were right. I didn’t think Jazzy was going to give us any answers and now that Paul was dead, the issues should be resolved. But I still had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Just because Paul was dead didn’t mean there weren’t any others. He still had a bunch of rogues on his side and most of them fled when they realized they couldn’t win the fight against a Volana wolf.

Before anyone said anything else, I heard the familiar sounds of my phone ringing from inside my pocket. When I looked at the caller ID, my entire body froze.

“I have to take this,” I said quickly, looking at Bastien.

“In the middle of a meeting?” Jonathan asked humor in his tone.

“I wasn’t speaking to you!” I growled, fury rising inside of me; my wolf itching to come out and fight him.

“Go ahead,” Bastien said, nodding to me.

I stood and walked out of the door, stepping into the hallway.

With a deep breath, I answered the phone.

“Yes? This is Alpha Enzo.”

“Hello Alpha, it’s Dr. Ryan. I’m calling because I have some news.”

“Go on,” I urged, impatiently.

“That witch you brought here, Hazel. She had just woken this morning and she’s requesting to speak with you.”