My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 59

Lila’s POV

We could hear the music a mile before we even got to the house. It was so loud, and it wasn’t anything I even recognized.

The house was packed when we got there; there were students from the academy inside and outside. Most of which I recognized.

I supposed if we got in trouble, at least we’d all be in it together. It’s not like they could suspend all of us.

Rachel draped her arm through mine and pulled me through the crowd of students who were already drinking and dancing. Becca trailed closely behind us, seemingly nervous.

Like me, Becca wasn’t much of a partier.

But after the week she had, I couldn’t blame her for wanting to let loose.

We made our way inside and I instantly smelled beer.

The music was making my brain rattle because of how loud it was. Ryan had the lights dimmed and everybody was drunk and dancing.

This was nothing like the school dance.

I felt like I was at a frat party.

“Ryan!!” Rachel screamed as she ran to meet up with her boyfriend.

Ryan looked genuinely pleased to see her and wrapped his arms around her as soon as he saw her and gave her a tight embrace.

Soon, they were kissing face.

I knew that would happen sooner than later.

They finally broke their embrace, and he looked over at me with a kind smile.

“I’m glad you made it!” He shouted over the music. “There are drinks in the kitchen! Help yourself.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” Becca said, making her way toward the kitchen.

I went with Becca into the kitchen. Ryan had coolers of beer all over the place and I groaned at the imagery. I wasn’t a beer drinker, and I wasn’t sure if would even like it. I didn’t like the smell of it that’s for sure, but I supposed it was better than being completely sober the entire time.

I wanted to get a little tipsy so that maybe I could loosen up a little bit.

I grabbed a beer and popped it open; Becca was already chugging her first one and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at my excited friend.

“Slow down Becca,” I warned her. “Don’t forget, we have classes tomorrow.”

If we showed up to Professor Enzo’s class hungover, he’d lose all respect for me.

I couldn’t help but think about how I woke up in his arms this morning and my face instantly grew warm. I didn’t have a chance to talk to him about it and I wasn’t even sure if it was something he’d want to talk about.

My heart was beating heavily in my chest at the very thought of it and I shook my head to get the thoughts away.

I took a couple of sips of the beer, and I was already starting to get a small headache. I knew it wouldn’t take much to get me tipsy because I really don’t drink.

I started to follow Becca back out into the living room because she kept saying how badly she wanted to dance.

“Okay, let’s go,” I chuckled at her eagerness when one of her favorite songs came on.

I followed closely behind her, shoving my way through all the drunk students and then I ran straight into somebody that nearly knocked me to the ground.

He came out of nowhere and I gasped when I looked up at the familiar face.

“I can’t believe you actually came to a house party,” Scott laughed. “Who are you trying to impress?”

“Get out of my way, Scott,” I said to him, about to walk past him, but his broad body blocked me.

“Isn’t this scene a little too fun for you? You are a natural party killer. That’s exactly why I broke up with you. Because you don’t know how to have fun.”

“If I remember correctly, I was the one who broke up with you,” I said, raising my brows.

I kept my voice calm; I didn’t want him to think he was getting into my head. I knew he was just drunk; I could smell the beer on his breath.

“Do you really think I didn’t know you were in the hallway when I was making out with Sarah?” He asked with a laugh; my face reddened at his words. “I knew you were there. I wanted you to see it. That was my way of dumping your boring ass. You wouldn’t even let me kiss you. Do you know how pathetic that is?”