The Alpha Professors Shared Mate

Thalia I looked away and swallowed, trying to clear the lump that formed in my throat. Fucking hell, my new professor is one of my lovers. What in the world? I spared him a lot again and he was still looking directly at me. fuck, he remembers me. I looked away again and tried to get my heart to stop beating fast. I hoped to meet him again after the night we had but I never thought it would be like this. At my school. I didn’t want him to be my professor because that would make him off-limits. The school has a rule that students and professors can’t date as long as the student still attends classes within the school. I didn’t want him to be off-limit. Lucas. I finally know his name but at what cost? “Lia, the professor is talking to you.” I heard Emily whisper and I looked toward the front. He smiled and my heart skipped multiple beats. Holy fuck. This wasn’t part of my plan today. “I am sorry, sir, can you please repeat what you said? I was a little distracted.” Good, Thalia, g

Thalia “Please, please, please.” I pleaded, wishing for it all to be a dream. It would be better if the whole of today was some kind of dream. I don’t want the men to be off-limits. Not when I wanted a repeat of what happened. Not when my body craves to be touched and taken by them again. “Thalia? Are you okay?” He called my name out loud. Fuck, he remembers my name. But doesn’t he think the other student will find it weird that he knows my name when it was just his first day? Hell, I have better things to be worried about. “Steve drop your phone while I am talking.” He said before I could respond to his question. I realized that he didn’t actually remember my name, he just knew the names of the students in his class and probably their faces too since he could tell who Steve the Course rep was. “I am sorry sir,” Steve said out loud. “Thalia still looks out of it. I know that I am hot but you don’t have to look so taken by me.” My mouth opened and closed in shock. The class

Thalia“The marks.” I whispered to myself, my fingers itching to reach and touch them. Fucking hell, it couldn’t be. No way I carry the marks of these men who might be beasts. Werewolves? Vampires? Which one could they even be? And since when did I start to believe that those things were real? No way.“What are you guys? Werewolves? Vampires?” I couldn’t help asking. They both looked at me and each other before Cross spoke.“Wolves.” I gasped and tried my best to stay put. Werewolves. I fucked two werewolves and now carry their marks. What the fuck did I get myself into? No, I refuse to believe it. There must be a mix-up somewhere, someone was playing tricks with me. “Yes, Lia, we are wolves and you are my mate.” Lucas told me.“No, she is my mate. I am not about to do this with you.” Cross fired at him and I watched as they both started going at each other while stood there, going over what they said multiple times, trying to make sure I didn’t hear wrongly. Mate?“What are you

Thalia“Ste—“ I stopped talking when he smiled and waved at me. I let out a sigh of relief when I realized that he didn’t hear anything and was just surprised to see me and that’s all that it was. I didn’t realize how scared and in shock I had been to see him until he caught me in his arms as I collapsed.I almost pushed him off but realized very soon that the professors were watching and the best way to make them believe that Steve and I were a thing so they could let go of the mating thing.“Can you take me out of here? I don’t feel good.” I managed to whisper to Steve.“Why? Did they hurt you? Do I need to report to the Dean of Students?” He asked with concern, lacing his voice. I shook my head. The last thing I want right now is for anyone in the school to be involved.“No, they didn’t do anything wrong. We were just talking and I suddenly felt sick. Can you just take me away from here?” I pleaded with him. He nodded and helped me steady myself. I held on to him and turned aro

Thalia I had to take the bus because my car went back like three semesters ago and my parents refused to fix it or get me a new one like they did for my other siblings. I don’t even like thinking about my siblings because they were just as bad as my parents.They hated me. They don’t say it to my face but I know that they hate me. They don’t call me. We don’t have any love between us like other siblings do. They had a rivalry. Two of them but me? Nothing. Nothing at all because I wasn’t competing with them and tried my best to stay off their part even when we were younger.I always got the barest minimum from my parents. The used stuff and worn down shit but I always don’t mind. Even the car I used to drive was a hand-me-down from my sister after she got a new car from my parents. Why? She got married to the perfect man they found for her after she graduated from a university they picked and a profession they chose.“Lia!” I heard Emily’s voice and was glad for the distraction. I a