My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

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“Are you okay sweetie?” Dee asked, eyeing me carefully. “You seem tired? Did you eat anything at all

today?”

I thought about it for a moment; usually, I would try to eat something small for breakfast. However,

these last couple of mornings I haven’t eaten much of anything other than that nasty protein shake that

Professor Xander gave me.

It didn’t sting my throat anymore, but it filled me up for most of the day and kind of made me feel

gross. But I wasn’t going to tell Dee that I was skipping meals.

“I ate something small this morning,” I told her.

“Well, maybe you should have something else,” she said as she went toward her fridge. She opened

the

fridge and pulled out the reddest apple I had ever seen. “Freshly grown,” she said with a twinkle in her

eyes.

She handed me the apple and I smiled my thanks to her. I sat at the counter, nibbling slowly on the

apple while she ran around the kitchen and set up her supplies.

“I got all the things we need to make every food item on the list you gave me,” she said fondly. “Your

school is going to love everything. We will head to the school around 11 a.m. to set everything up.”

“Sounds great.”

I nibbled on most of the apples by the time she finished spreading everything out.

“We will start with cookies. I’ll start making the dough and you can cut them into shapes. We will need a

lot of them,” she said, tossing me an apron.

“I can start making brownie mix while you do that,” I said, grabbing a bowl.

“Good idea.”

We spent the next several hours creating a bunch of food and making a complete mess out of the

kitchen. We listened to music, danced, laughed, and had a great time during the entire process. I

almost

forgot about the wedding ring I found in Enzo’s room.

That is until Enzo walked through the kitchen door.

Upon seeing him, my heart skipped a beat; if possible, he got even more attractive. He had sweat and

dirt on his features and he looked breathless. Whatever happened with those rogues must have taken

a

lot out of him. But his short sleeve and loose-fitted warriors t-shirt left no mystery of his incredible abs

and arms.

“Enzo…” I breathed, rushing toward him.

He held out his arms and allowed me to step into his warm and open embrace. Once his arms closed

around me and he held me close to his chest, I felt like I was finally home. I breathed in his glorious

scent and basked in his warmth.

He ran his fingers through my hair, staring at it lovingly as it fell between his fingers.

“I missed you so much,” he whispered against me, his breath warming my features.

I lifted my gaze up to his and that was when I realized I was crying. I wasn’t even sure why I was

crying,

but tears were escaping my eyes and falling down my cheeks. His shirt had gotten a little wet due to

them as well, which was embarrassing.

He frowned, staring around my face with curiosity as he used his thumb to wipe the tears away.

“What is it, beautiful?” He asked gently with a timid frown.

I sniffled and forced myself to pull out of his embrace.

“I just missed you,” I told him, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. “It’s been a long few days.”

“I can’t wait to hear about it,” he said, stepping closer to me and placing his hand on my shoulder. I

peered up at him and met his eyes; I saw the love and compassion he felt for me in his eyes, and it

warmed my heart.

“We were just finishing up for the bake sale tomorrow,” I told him. “Then afterward I’ll be all yours.”

“Good,” he said, leaning down to kiss my lips. “I’m going to take a shower and then we can go to

dinner.”

He kissed me again, this time a little more passionately and hungrily. It took everything we had to pull

apart and when we did, he left me breathless and red-faced. He left the kitchen, and I stared after him.

“Help me wrap these,” Dee called me over from the other side of the kitchen,

I pulled my eyes off the door and joined her at the counter to wrap all the baked goods. The entire

kitchen smelled delicious, and my mouth was watering.

“Distance is always hard on mates,” Dee said, a timid frown decorating her lips. “That’s why I assumed

you’d be staying here. I knew your wolves wouldn’t want to be separated.”

“I want to finish school before I settle down here,” I explained. “Enzo understands that.”

“Yes, but I assumed you’d commute,” she explained with a shrug. “No big deal. But I know the longer

you are apart, the more painful it will be for both you and your wolves.”

My face warmed. I didn’t realize it was going to be painful; I certainly didn’t want Enzo to be in pain

because of this.

When I didn’t say anything, Dee gave me a soft smile and reached her hand out for me to grasp.

“Enzo loves you very much and only wants you to be happy. I don’t mean to frighten you, but he’s been

like a son to me since he was 9 years old. I want him to be happy too,” she said, just before she

released

my hand and continued to wrap the baked goods without meeting my eyes.

I wanted him to be happy too, but things were moving too fast. I haven’t even told my parents about

this yet.

“Dee…? I found myself saying, catching her attention. “Has Enzo mentioned anything about a proposal

tonight?”

Dee stopped what she was doing to stare at me, completely startled