Mated to Her Alpha Instructor (Eileen and Regis) novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35

“We’re going to talk about it tonight. He has a house, somewhere quiet.”

A sly grin started spreading across Mira’s face despite the gravity of the situation. “So you’re going to be waking up next to that face every morning? Eileen Wylde, do you realize half the academy would commit murder for this opportunity?”

“Mira!” Heat flooded my cheeks.

“I’m just saying! But her teasing faded quickly back to concern. “Seriously though, the dormitory really isn’t good for you right now, is it? All the competing smells, people coming and going at all hours, the stress of hiding this. She gestured around our small shared space. “You need somewhere you can actually rest. Somewhere safe.”

As if summoned by her words, my communicator vibrated against my palm. I pulled it out to find Regis’s message glowing: [Everything okay? There was this

nagging sense that something had happened to you.]

Mira read over my shoulder and let out a small squeak. ‘He can feel when you’re unwell? That’s so incredible!” She stopped. “I thought wolfless individuals couldn’t sense their mates.”

“It’s complicated,” I said, which seemed to be my answer for everything lately. “The pregnancy might be allowing it somehow. I don’t fully understand it myself.

“Well, answer him!” Mira pushed my hand. “Tell him what happened!”

Under her watchful gaze, I typed with trembling fingers: [Some pregnancy sickness. I’m okay now. Mira is taking care of me.]

His response came almost immediately: [The dormitory environment isn’t suitable for you. I meant what I said about the house. It’s quiet there, private, and I can ensure you get proper nutrition and rest. Can we discuss moving arrangements tonight?]

The words brought sudden tears to my eyes. Not alone. For so long that had been my default state–alone in my family, alone at school, alone with every problem. But now I had Regis promising to help, Mira standing beside me, and this tiny life inside me.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

After Mira left to get me plain bread and mild tea, 1 lay back on my bed with one hand on my stomach. Through the window, afternoon sunlight painted golden squares on the floor, and somewhere in the distance I could hear the normal sounds of academy life continuing while mine transformed into something entirely new.

Tonight I would see Regis again. We would talk about the house, about moving, about building a life together. The thought should have terrified me. But right now, with Mira’s support fresh in my mind and Regis’s message still glowing on my crystal, what I felt most strongly was something I’d almost forgotten existed.

Hope.