My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 29

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Enzo’s POV

What the hell was I doing?

Everything about her just tastes and smells so good. Her lips are soft and sweet. I thought she would

try

to push me off her, but she didn’t. She stood limp against the wall; he eyes fluttered shut as soon as I

made contact with her.

I bit onto her bottom lip; something I’ve been wanting to do for a while.

I nibbled on it; drawing it firmly into my mouth and sucking on it like it was a piece of candy. Once I

released it, I paused the kiss.

I didn’t push it any further than that. As much as I wanted to continue the embrace, I had to stop

myself.

She was breathing heavily; I watched as her chest heaved up and down. Her eyes remained closed,

and

her fair complexion was turning cherry red.

“Our mate is growing extremely warm. If you aren’t careful, she will go into heat.”

No.

I couldn’t let that happen. I had to get out of here.

“Take a cold shower,” I muttered.

I left without another word.

…

Lila’s POV

“Oh, my goddess!!!” Val screamed, rattling my brain.

“What just happened?” I gasped; I opened my eyes and Enzo was gone.

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My heart was racing rapidly against my chest and my entire body trembled. I held my arms together,

trying to keep myself still. My legs felt like complete jelly; I thought I was going to fall over if I even

attempted to move.

“He kissed us! Our mate kissed us!!” Val replayed the events in my mind.

I could still feel his lips against mine.

He tasted so good.

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Why would he kiss me like that?

“I thought he wanted to reject us,” I murmured.

My entire body was incredibly warm; way warmer than it’s ever been before. The more I thought about

Enzo, the more my mouth watered.

Why did he have such an effect on my body like this?

“I do believe we are beginning our estrus,” Val explained. “It’s what happens when we come of age.”

I’ve heard of this, of course. It meant I was going into heat soon if I didn’t do something about it

quickly.

Take a cold shower.

His words played again in my mind and I was suddenly realizing what he meant.

I gasped loudly; covering my mouth with my hands as realization struck me.

He knew I was going into heat.

I felt all sorts of humiliated at that moment. I just wanted to run away and hide for a lifetime. I slid back

into the guest room before anyone else could see what was going on with me. The last thing I wanted

was for Dee to walk around the corner and see that I was going into heat.

As soon as I was back in the comfort of the room sealed away from those around me, I slid into the

bathroom and stripped off all my clothing. I couldn’t get them off fast enough; the longer I waited, the

hotter my body became.

This was so embarrassing.

I could hear Val chuckling in my mind as I scrambled to turn on the shower, running the icy water

through my fingers and sighing at the relief it brought me. I stepped fully into the shower, allowing the

cold water to soothe my steamed flesh.

Once I was sure the heat had gone away, I got out of the shower and wrapped my now frigid body with

a warm towel.

“I wonder what Enzo’s mother is like,” I found myself saying to Val as I made my way back into the

room

to search for my nightgown. “I wonder if she’s as cold as Enzo.”

“I don’t think our mate is cold,” Val said in return. “I think he’s misunderstood. It’s kind of sexy. Don’t

you think?”

“Misunderstood isn’t what we want for a mate,” I reminded her. “We want someone who understands

and accepts us for who we are. We want someone who can love us unconditionally. Enzo isn’t that kind

of guy.”

“You don’t know that yet. We’ve hardly even scratched the surface.”

“He’s our professor. He could lose his job if word got out about this.”

“He can’t help who his mate is. The board will understand,” Val said; I knew she was shrugging

nonchalantly as she said that.

“Maybe the board would… but would my father?”

I wanted to believe that my father liked Enzo enough to be okay with him being my mate. But I wasn’t

so sure. He was Blaise’s son after all. The same Blaise who tried to kill my father and marry my mother

so he can have a Volana wolf to himself.

Out of everyone who could have been my mate, why did it have to be Blaise’s son?

…

Morning came quickly. I hadn’t even realized I fell asleep until I heard a loud knocking on the door. I

groggily lifted my head to peer out the window and saw the faint outlining of the sun shining through

the closed blinds.

It was still very early.

I forced myself out of bed and made my way to the door, forgetting that I was only wearing a light and

loose-fitting nightgown that left no mystery of what lay underneath.

At the right angle, my entire naked body could be seen.

As soon as I opened the door and saw Enzo staring at me with wide and shocked eyes, I knew he was

standing at that right angle.

He scanned my body briefly before refocusing on my face.

“Get dressed, we need to leave soon,” he said, turning away from me quickly.

At that point, I realized what had happened and I jumped backward, covering my body with my arms.

My face grew warm again and I had to turn away before he noticed it.

“Where are we going?” I managed to squeak.

“I’m bringing you back to school.”

I didn’t argue with him; I knew his mind was made up.

Enzo was waiting for me downstairs once I got dressed.

He was holding the portrait I had painted of him.

“I was thinking that maybe it would be nice to add a couple more flowers and maybe my mothers’

name engraved somewhere on it?” He said as I approached him.

I rose my brows up at him.

“Are you asking if I could do that for you?” I asked.

“I wouldn’t be saying this if I wasn’t,” he said, meeting my eyes. “I would be appreciative.”

A smile tugged at my lips as I took the portrait from him. I liked when he asked me for favors; even

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though I knew how uncomfortable it made him.

“I’ll work on it tonight and have it to you by tomorrow,” I tell him.

He nodded his head, but he didn’t smile.

I’ve heard that he doesn’t often smile, which almost makes me determined to get him to smile at least

once.

Enzo took me back to school in my car; he said he wanted to make sure I actually went back. He was

planning on staying in his room for the night and then Beta Ethan would be coming in tomorrow to

pick him up.

It was probably a good thing that I went back to school; I wanted to make a few adjustments to my own

painting for my project in the morning. This was going to be half my grade for this semester, and I

needed to make sure it was good enough to present.

The next morning, Enzo was nowhere to be found.

My art class was starting soon; he would have to wait to get his painting until after class. I shrugged off

the thought and took my project to the class.

“I’m excited to see what you have for me,” Miss Grace said as I entered the room.

I placed my draped painting on the table with the others and took my seat.

One by one, each student stood and presented their projects. They were met with “ooooh!” and

“aaaaaah!” Along with a round of applause.

By the time they got to me, the room fell silent.

They knew I was one of the best painters, so they saved mine for last as the finale.

I stood to my feet and made my way to the front of the class.

“Lila, tell us about your painting,” Miss Grace said with a fond smile.

“Well, the theme that was given to me was ‘role models.’ So, I wanted to paint my inspiration in life,” I

explained.

I grabbed the cloth that covered my project.

“I hope you like it,” I said as I tugged at the cloth, revealing my painting.

Everybody in the room gasped, and I saw a bunch of shocked faces, including Miss Grace. The entire

room was completely silent; I couldn’t even hear anyone breathing.

This wasn’t the reaction I thought my painting would have.

I furrowed my brows together, wondering what was so shocking until I looked at the painting and

gasped as well.

What was supposed to be a family portrait, was actually a portrait of Enzo.

I grabbed the wrong painting.

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