3/ Missing Information

The students all chuckled, and Professor Miles got his lecture started. After fighting with his wolf for half the lecture, he managed to eventually limit himself to a few lingering glances at her before he managed to keep himself professional and keep his distance for the rest of the semester.

However, everything changed just as midterms ended. Isadora accidentally ran out of her heat suppressant pills, not having the chance to refill them due to studying and work until the exams were over.

Isadora had just restarted the suppressants, and though they were working, Professor Miles had still picked up the lingering scent of her approaching heat after passing her in the library.

With the craving to claim her, Alpha Miles returned to his Pack during the month break between semesters, hoping that the distance would help him get her out of his mind. However, it didn’t work because not only was she the only thing on his mind while he was at the pack, but she also seemed to captivate him again as soon as they returned.

Two weeks into the second semester of the year, Alpha Miles couldn’t take Ransom’s constant battering in his head any longer, making him come up with a way to get Isadora alone. As Alpha Miles looked over his schedule of assignments for the coming semester, he smiled as a plan showed itself.

As he organised and printed out the guideline sheet for the first assignment, he made a couple of pages that only had the minimum of information, causing the recipient to come to him to get what they needed.

Walking into the lecture hall on Monday, Professor Miles was a little nervous; he had never done anything like this before, as he had met his mate at 19 and they had been like any other mates by each other's side until she passed, so he was a little worried that this wouldn’t work out the way he wanted.

After everyone was seated, Professor Miles started the lecture, then with about 5 minutes to the end, he walked over to the desk in the corner and pulled out the pile of assignment papers he had in his briefcase. He then returned to the front and briefly explained the assignment preliminaries he was about to hand out as they left.

When the buzzer sounded, Professor Miles moved back over to the desk, leaned against it and said.

‘Make sure to pick up an assignment preliminary sheet as you leave.’

Professor Miles watches as the students stand and then make their way to where he is leaning against the desk. He passes each student an assignment sheet, making sure to give a couple of the males, along with some of the females, including Isadora, the assignment sheet that is lacking.

After giving out a few of the assignment sheets, Professor Miles calls out.

‘I am in my office from 3 pm till late if you need any help or information concerning the assignment or anything else we cover in the lecture.’

Once every student had left, he turned, placed his hands on the desk, and as he leaned over a little, he let out a long breath, finally allowing his tense body to relax a little.

Isadora was surprised when she sat down in the library later that afternoon and looked over the assignment sheet, only to find that half the preliminaries that he was talking about were missing.

Knowing that she would have to go and see him to get what was missing on the sheet, she did some work for her other lectures before packing all her textbooks and notes into her bag.

Though her confidence had grown since she started at the college, talking to the Alpha Professors was still a little daunting for her; however, knowing that she had to see him for the information she was missing, she took a deep breath, Isadora, got to her feet and headed over to the professor's office building.

Looking at the ledger as she walked into the building's foyer, she found Professor Knight’s office number and headed over to the elevator. Stepping into the elevator, Opal started to pace in her head, and the closer they got to the Professor's office, the more agitated Opal seemed to get.

Isadora stepped up to the professor's door and hesitantly lifted her hand, still fighting herself as to whether or not to see him now or just after his lecture the following day. Just as Opal’s agitation gets the better of her and she lowers her hand, ready to turn, the door opens and another student, Charlotte, walks out.

Feeling a little better after seeing another student, Opal was still agitated but had backed off. Isadora knocks on the open door as she enters the office and says.

‘Professor? Professor Knight, are you here?’

‘Yes, Isadora. I’ll be just a moment. Please take a seat.’

Professor Miles raises his voice just a little for her to hear him without actually yelling. He had smelled her intoxicating Omega scent the moment she stepped off the elevator and approached the door.

He had quickly given Charlotte the information she needed and excused her before ducking into his private bathroom as his cock had reacted immediately to her scent, hardening and throbbing painfully, restricted within his pants.

A little ashamed, but knowing what he was about to do, he undoes his pants and pulls out his hard throbbing cock, suppressing a groan before reaching over and opening the drawer below the sink. He pulls out a foil packet.

Miles hadn’t used one of these since before he met his mate, but though he planned on claiming the Omega that had just entered his office, he wasn’t ready for the backlash or for her to bear his pups, as the suppressants the Omegas are given may suppress their scent, but they don't stop them from conceiving. He rips open the foil wrapper, pulls out the rubber condom and slides it onto his hard, throbbing cock with another suppressed groan.

Miles then tucks his cock back into his pants, does them up and adjusts his cock through the fabric so that it isn’t as noticeable before walking out of his private bathroom to sit behind his desk.

Halfway through answering her questions about the assignment preliminaries that were missing on her sheet, Professor Miles leans his elbows on his desk and says.

‘Do you mind if I have a drink? Office hours are over, though I will still answer any lingering questions you have.’

‘Sure, that’s fine, Professor.’

Professor Miles stands and walks past Isadora to the door, closing it smoothly and locking it carefully before stepping over to the small, hidden wet bar in the corner of the office. Grabbing two glasses, Professor Miles looks over his shoulder and says.

‘Do you want one?’

Isadora hesitated before saying.

‘Do you have any soda?’

‘Nah, sorry, sweetheart. Only Bourbon, Whisky or Vodka.’

Sighing, Isadora didn’t really like any type of alcohol, as it made good people and wolves do stupid and hurtful things. Her brother Chase had gotten addicted to wolfsbane-infused brandy, and whenever he had been binging, she was always on the receiving end of his fists when he would return home. Feeling that it would be rude to decline, she nods and whispers.

‘Maybe a little glass of Whisky.’