I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Lila’s POV
I couldn’t believe that the man I had shared my first kiss with was my professor. Suddenly, it felt like the
arena wasn’t big enough.
Professor Enzo was extremely handsome and incredibly muscular. I ran my eyes from his gorgeous grey
eyes down to his incredible 8 pack abs. His arms were large, and I could see small veins appearing
around his biceps. His dark, wavy hair was kind of shaggy, dancing around his broad and manly
features. He had sweat beading on his forehead and dripping down the side of his face, and some more
sweat on his chest, dripping down his torso.
My face instantly began to redden as he walked toward me.
“Can I help you with something?” He asked, raising his brows, and meeting my eyes.
“Sorry; I just transferred to this class,” I say to him, showing him my printed schedule. “I’m Lila…”
He looked at the schedule briefly; silence growing thick between us as he pulled his eyes from the
schedule and back onto my face.
“You can join the other students,” he said, turning away from me.
My eyes widened as I glanced at the others who were still fighting in their wolf forms. I swallowed the
lump that had formed in my throat.
“Actually, I can’t shift,” I say quickly before he’s able to walk away.
He freezes; for a moment, I thought I heard a low growl in the dept of his throat.
“What?” He asked in a disbelieving and slightly annoyed, tone. He turned back and I saw that his grey
eyes were now dark and threatening. “What do you mean you can’t shift?”
“I mean… I haven’t gotten my wolf yet,” I tell him, biting my lip hard.
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He glanced down at my mouth, staring as I chewed my bottom lip nervously. I could feel heat
circulating my features. My heart was pounding so quickly and loudly against my chest, I thought he
would be able to hear it.
“Why are you in a shifting and combat class if you can’t shift?”
“I’m good at combat,” I answer. “Just because I don’t have a wolf doesn’t mean I’m not capable. I’ve

been practicing my entire life. Let me show you what I can do.”
“I don’t have time to babysit,” he muttered, sounding incredibly annoyed. “Besides,” he added. “I don’t
have a partner for you. All my students fight in their wolf forms.”
“I can train with her,” a she-wolf said as she shifted back into her human form.
She had a kind face; her hair was short and dark. Her eyes were big and brown, with long lashes. She
was looking at me fondly with a sweet smile.
“I don’t mind,” she said again, pulling her eyes from me to look at Professor Enzo.
“Fine,” he said.
He walked away without another word.
“I’m Becca,” she said, holding her hand out for me to shake. I took it, returning her smile.
“It’s nice to meet you,” I say in return. “I’m Lila.”
“Oh, trust me, I know exactly who you are. I also hear you are one of the best fighters in this school.
Professor E. would have been stupid to turn you away.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her words; this was my first year at this school and I suppose I shouldn’t be
surprised that word travels fast. I’m known around Elysium for my combat and clever mind, but we
weren’t in Elysium.
We were in Higala. The largest city outside of Elysium.
“I appreciate your kind words,” I say in return, and I meant that.
She went to say something else, but her words fell short when we heard another, more familiar, voice.
“Well, look who it is,” Sarah scoffed. “If it isn’t the little slut; coming to play with the big dogs?”
I rose my brows; she was calling me a slut? After I just caught her making out with my boyfriend?
“Though I shouldn’t be surprised,” she said, her tone growing icy as she glanced behind her shoulder at
Professor Enzo who was staring in our direction with a crease forming between his brows and his frown
deepening. “Considering how much you like Professor Enzo; it’s a no-brainer that you’d transfer to his
class.”
“I’m here to practice my combat skills, like everyone else.”
This made her laugh.
“Please; the only skills you are practicing are the skills with your lips.”
“She’s actually a very capable fighter,” Becca chimed in.
“That’s rich coming from a lowly Omega,” Sarah sneered, causing Becca to flinch. “Your kind shouldn’t
even be allowed at this school.”
Becca looked genuinely hurt by her words.
“Ew Sarah, why are you even talking to that Omega?” Another girl said, stepping beside her.
Both girls laughed and I saw Becca’s face reddening as she lowered her gaze.
“Omegas are nothing but trash,” Sarah agreed. “But what’s worse than an Omega is someone who can’t
even shift into their wolf. It’s no wonder your boyfriend wanted my lips instead of yours.”
I stepped in front of Becca, blocking her out of sight of the other wolves.
“What gives you the right to decide if an Omega is capable or not? I happened to have seen her fight
only moments ago and she seemed quite capable to me. It’s my understanding that we are at this
school to learn. So, let’s not cause issues for one another,” I said, staring around at their faces. “As for
my boyfriend goes…” I say, meeting Sarah’s eyes. “He’s clearly not man enough to be able to handle
me. So, he’s all yours.”
Without another word, I grab Becca’s wrist and pull her along with me to a different part of the arena
and away from the nasty she-wolves.
I got another glimpse of Professor Enzo as we passed, and I thought I saw a smile tugging at the corner
of his lips.
“Thank you for standing up for me,” Becca said in a low tone once we were a distance away. “I’m used
to being bullied though. Omegas aren’t typically liked around here…”
I rose my brows at her, confused.
“Why?” I asked. “Some of the best wolves I know are Omegas. They are incredibly kind and genuine.