I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Colton’s POV “You returned late last night,” Alpha Jonathan said as he sipped his mug of coffee.

| almost forgot he was here; almost.

“I had things to deal with in my pack,” | muttered, pouring myself a cup of coffee as well.

“I know that curfew doesn’t apply to faculty members, but you really should be leading by example,” Alpha Jonathan said, narrowing his eyes at me.

| clutched the mug so tightly my knuckles were growing white. It was far too early to deal with this shit.

“When exactly are you leaving?” | asked through my teeth; | was aware that | was sounding disrespectful. But | didn’t give a shit. | wanted him out of my house.

“Until | feel like leaving,” Jonathan said in return. “They are starting to create my own house on campus. Once they start building, I'll head back to my pack until it's completed.” “And why exactly do you need a house here?” | asked, my tone going dry. “You don’t strikeas an educator.” “As a matter of fact, I'm planning on starting a business course,” Jonathan said simply. “Is that a problem, Alpha.” Instead of answering, | muttered, “So, | guess you'll be sticking around more.” It wasn’t a question, but it made Jonathan scoff and chug the rest of his coffee.

“Don’t forget who owns this school, Alpha Colton; and who signs your paycheck.” On that note, he turned and went into the bathroom. | shook my head at him, not wanting to get into it or be out here when he returned from his shower. | went into my room and grabbed a pair of sweatpants. | purposely took my shirt off; | don’t wear a shirt when | jog, and | needed to go for a run.

“That guy pissesoff,” Max muttered as finished dressing.

“Yeah, you andboth,” | said in return. “I don’t like the idea of him being here all the time. Especially when Ella is here. | can’t really explain this odd feeling | have.” “Letloose and I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget,” Max growled, but there was a bit of humor behind his words.

“Easy there, old wolf,” | said to him, not able to hold back my laugh. “Something is tellingthat’s probably a bad idea.” “You're no fun,” he whined.

| left the house and instantly started to run down the path that connected the faculty neighborhood with the rest of the campus. It was still early, so | knew most students were still sleeping. The campus was very quiet as | ran my normal course.

The cool breeze that hit my skin felt good as | grew warm from the cardio. As | ran past the dorms, the scent of honeysuckle filled my nose, easing every single one of my tensions and realizing my body. The scent was mouthwatering and incredible.

“Our mate,” Max breathed as he took in the glorious scent.

She was in the dorm, sleeping. | could feel her resting, but I could also feel her anxieties. She was worried about something, which madeworried as well.

“We should go to her; she needs us,” Max complained.

“We can’t. We'd get caught,” | reminded him.

“It’s not fair. Not being able to be with our mate.” | knew he was right; | found it unfair as well, but there wasn’t much | could do about it. It was either this, or | returned to my pack and not be around her at all. It was torture being away from her. At least now | get to smell her amazing scent and feel her nearby. | can be here if she needsto protect her from any danger. | know where she is all the time, and | can steal kisses in private.

Before, | couldn't do any of that.

Once she graduates from the school, I'll be able to make her my wife and Luna of my pack. She was going to make a wonderful Luna.

Her scent stayed witheven when | was no longer near the dormitory. | have been running for about 15 minutes and | wasn’t even close to being winded yet. Usually, in the mornings, | run several laps around the campus. Even once | get winded, | tend to push myself until my legs no longer want to work.

When | neared the academic center, | got a strange scent of rotting flesh that made my stomach clench and my body shutter. It madefreeze in my tracks and give the air a long and steady whiff, which in return madegag.

“What the fuck is that?!” Max growled in disgust.

Before | could respond to my wolf, the door swung open and a girl | recognized as Ella’s roommate, Rachel, ran out of the academic center. Her face was pale as a ghost, and she was breathing heavily.

She froze when she sawstanding before her.

“Professor...” she said, her voice trembling slightly.

“Hello, Rachel... is everything okay?” | asked, trying to keep my tone calm.

“Yes,” she said, a little too quickly. “I was just dropping off a late assignment before class started.” “I see,” | said, eyeing her carefully.

She normally had bright blue eyes, but her eyes seemed to be dark. Like the darkest part of the ocean, something was off about her.

“Rachel, do you smell that?” | asked, still keeping my eyes on her.

Her body visibly tensed.

“I don’t smell anything, Professor,” she said, running her fingers through her hair. “But | need to go. I'll see you later.” | said nothing as she took off running toward the dormitory.

| stared at the academic center, the scent started to disappear and becless potent.

“That was strange...” Max said, mimicking my thoughts.

| shook my head of any thoughts and continued my run.

On Tuesday my classes started early. | had shifting and combat 101, at 9 am and another one at 10 am.

Then | had shifting and combat 102 at 2 pm, and another one, which was Ella’s class, at 3 pm.

| had a later class at 6 pm which was my advanced shifting and combat class.

Tuesdays and Thursdays were typically my busy days; on Mondays and Wednesdays, | only had 2 classes, one at 10 am and the other at 3 pm. On Fridays, | only had one class, which was advanced and was held at 11 am.

| will say, out of all my students, Ella was probably the best one at combat and I'm not just saying that because she’s, my mate. She spent most of her life training with her father and the best gamma warriors in our nation.

It’s not surprising that she excels in combat and I'm proud to be taking her training even further.

| hated to admit it, but she seemed to have gotten fiercer and stronger since we trained last year. Which means her training with Xander actually paid off a little bit. Even though he was poisoning her and abusing his power.

The thought of him physically hurting her madefeel sick.

3 pm cslowly; | counted the hours before I'd be able to see Ella and touch her. Even if the touching was for the combat portion of our class. She walked into the arena wearing a tight tank top and a pair of yoga pants that left no mystery about her incredible body. Her outfit hugged every curve perfectly. She kept her dark curls tied up in a high ponytail and when she walked toward me, she had a bright smile on her face and her gorgeous eyes lit up with color.

She was vibrant and beautiful; the very sight of her made my wolf howl in delight and my heart raced in my chest.

“Good afternoon, Professor,” she said as she walked pastto stand beside her friend, and roommate, Becca.

The way she said “Professor” was teasingly and almost seductive. | had to stifle the growl that emerged from my throat.

| wanted to press her against the wall and have my way with her right then and there, but | couldn't and that pissedoff.

The scent of honeysuckle filled my senses, makingforget about that rancid flesh scent | smelled outside the academic center earlier this morning. | made a mental note to ask Ella about her friend Rachel and see if she’s noticed anything strange about her.

There were about 20 students in this class, including Sarah who stood in the very back and looked incredibly awkward. | have a feeling she lost her support system and friends when everybody recovered the memories, she took from them. They also regained their free will, so they were no longer under her control.

| noticed sstudents giving her passive-aggressive and dirty looks, but she seemed to be paying them no attention. Even her combat partner was keeping her distance.

“Okay everybody; we are going to start today by doing two laps around the arena grounds outside,” | told them, making my voice boom across the arena.

| motioned for them to exit out the door; sometimes | liked having class outside. It made it easier for the shifting portion of the class.

“Two laps in human form. Two laps in wolf form,” | ordered. “Go!” They all began to run out the door and make laps around the large field. Ella was the fastest; her form was perfect, and she hardly broke a sweat on the first lap. On the second lap, her cheeks grew pink and sweat beaded on her forehead and dripped down the nape of her neck.

She was the first to complete the first two laps and then she shifted into her glorious pure white wolf and her running grew almost as fast as lightning. Her wolf was huge, and her form was nearly perfect as well, making Max howl in delight.

The others soon shifted into wolf forms as well and also began running quickly, but certainly not as fast. | watched her with a sense of pride, and | made a mental note to show her just how proud of her | was later.

Something in the far distance caught my eye though and | narrowed my eyes in that direction. Standing off near the bleachers, | saw a girl sitting there, watching the group of wolves running. Her body seemed stiff as a statue and for a moment, | couldn’t tell who it was. But Max’s growing anxiety and unease felt like a repeat of this morning.

The girl slowly stood on the bleachers, and that’s when | realized who she was.

“It's Rachel...”