My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 32

Enzo’s POV

This portrait was supposed to be a gift to my mother, and she used it for her art project. Was this her plan this whole time? Did she ever intend to give this portrait back to me?

How could she think this was okay?

Now everyone was going to think I gave her special favors.

The look Miss Grace was giving me was of concern; it was clear she had no idea that I was blindsided like this.

If I told her the truth, then Lila would get in trouble, and she would fail this class.

Painting meant a lot to her as an Art major.

I couldn’t take that away from her.

“Oh yes,” I said, taking a step away from the painting. “I forgot she painted that. It was a while ago. Good for her though for getting a good grade.”

Miss Grace rose her brows.

“So, you really did permit her to use this painting as her project? You’re okay with this?”

“I don’t think Lila is the type to lie, do you? I’ve only been her professor for a short time, but she seems like a good student. I’m glad she looks up to me as not only her professor but an Alpha too.”

Miss Grace seemed to have relaxed at my words, which was exactly my goal.

“I should get going though. Thank you for informing me of this,” I said as I turned away and walked toward the door.

“Be gentle on our mate,” Max warned. “There might be an explanation.”

“Whatever this explanation is… it better be good.”

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Lila’s POV

“Lila? Are you okay?” Rachel asked, peering over at me as I leaned against the wall.

I was suddenly feeling incredibly dizzy. My heart was racing quickly in my chest.

It’s been a couple of hours since the trial ended, and Sarah had just left the campus with her father. I didn’t eat or drink anything all night, so maybe that was why I was feeling sick.

I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat and reached for the nearby chair. We were in the student lounge and students were beginning to fill the area.

Rachel helped me get to a seat; I could see the concern in her eyes as she sat next to me.

“Just breathe,” she coached. “What got you feeling this way? You were fine a few minutes ago?”

“I’m not sure,” I said, shaking my head and trying to get my thoughts clear. I just felt like I had this overwhelming sensation lurking inside of me, begging to be released.

But how could I explain that to Rachel?

“Could it be the full moon?” She asked, I raised my brows and met her eyes. “I know that can affect a werewolf. This is your first full moon as a full wolf. Maybe you’re having a reaction to it.”

“It makes sense,” Val agreed. “Perhaps it’s our Volana abilities surfacing and building up.”

Oh no.

Could it be because I’m a Volana?

What did that even intel?

Before I could ask my wolf any questions, I started to feel electricity jolting from my fingertips. I gasped, hiding my hands behind my back before Rachel had the chance to see them as well. I tried not to look like I was in pain, but the electricity was powerful against my flesh.

This wasn’t good.

If I couldn’t control my powers in this lounge, that meant that everybody in here was going to be in danger.

“I have to go,” I said quickly; I stood up, startling Rachel.