My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

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Chapter 0350 Lila’s POV “When did you get out?” Was the first thing my lips could utter as Scott approached.

“A couple of days after you came to see me,” he said, rubbing his hand behind his neck. “I just wanted to say I was sorry.” “Sorry?” “Yeah, for... erm... everything,” he said, meeting my eyes.

I was stunned by the sincere expression he was giving me. It was a look I had never seen from Scott before, and I wasn’t sure what to think of it,

“Oh...” I said, not sure what else to say.

“Thank you.” “Look... about your election...” Scott said, stepping closer to me. “You should be careful. There’s no telling what kind of tricks Sarah has up her sleeve. She’s capable of doing some pretty heinous crap. She’ll do what it takes to win.” “I’m not worried about the election,” I said with a shrug. This was the truth; honestly, I hadn’t even thought about the election.

“You should be,” Scott muttered.

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“Knowing Sarah, she’s not going to play fair.” “My main concern right now is bettering the school and making sure that students have what they need. I'm | hosting a bake sale at the end of this |

week to raise money for future events, Regardless of who is president of the student committee, the students deserve nice events and better supplies, which costs money. Figured we might as well get started on raising that money. Don’t you think?” “Sarah’s father is very rich and can buy anything,” Scott reminded me.

I' knew this already, but it wasn’t the same as raising the money by students for students. For school events and stuff, everyone should be involved in the process.

“I’m well aware,” was all I said though.

Scott sighed and his shoulders sulked slowly.

“I haven’t talked to her in a while. I'm

keeping my distance because I don’t want her to use her freaky abilities on me.” I rose my brows.

“There’s still no actual proof she has abilities, Scott,” I told him.

He looked shocked by my statement and stepped backward.

“You seriously don’t believe me?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

Now it was my turn to sigh.

“It’s not that I don’t believe you, but I can’t accuse her of something without seeing actual proof of the accusation. If what you are saying is true, then she could get into huge trouble from the board. But I can’t go to them with this without actual proof to back up the

claim.” “You can ask anyone she’s around. She can get them to do things without them taking a second thought,” Scott argued.

“1d like to believe you because it would explain alo—" “Then believe me!” “I’m going to be late for class, Scott,” I said, shutting my locker door and then proceeded to step around him. “I'm glad you are out of jail. Try to stay out of trouble going forward.” I placed my hand on his shoulder when I said that last part, and then I looked him in the eyes, giving him a small smile.

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I saw the sadness in his eyes, and it tugged at my heart.

He said nothing as he watched me walk down the hallway and toward my next class. Shifting and Combat with Professor Xander.

My stomach formed a tight knot as I neared the arena. It was odd approaching the arena without picking up Enzo’s scent and knowing Enzo wasn’t going to be there.

When I got to the arena, the familiar sense washed over me. The memories of my time here with Enzo flooded my brain. At the time, our fate was uncertain. Neither of us knew what we wanted from one another. I was having trouble seeing past his exterior and he was thinking about rejecting me after I graduated.

It wasn’t even that long ago and yet it felt like an eternity. My heart raced at

the memory; it almost seemed funny now If I were to be asked last year if | thought Enzo would eventually mark me, I would laugh loudly. I reached to the back of my shoulder blade and traced my mark with my fingertips, a faint smile playing on my lips. I had covered it with makeup this morning so nobody would see it, and I hated having to do that.

wanted to shout from the rooftops that Enzo was my goddess-given mate.

But I knew I couldn't. For the sake of my reputation and Enzo’s.

I stepped into the arena and saw a few new faces that weren't in my class last year, but a bunch of familiar faces Becca wasn’t among them, so [ figured she was most likely in the locker room

| getting changed.

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