I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Lila’s POV
“Absolutely not!!!” Val growled with fury boiling through her. I had to clutch the desk to keep her tame
and not lose control. “We will not be introducing these whores to our mate!!”
“Maybe he would finally reject us if we did though,” I said, trying to reason with her.
Yes, it was painful to think about, but this might be a blessing in disguise. Perhaps this was the push
Enzo needed to finally reject us and let us live our lives without the burden of being his mate.
My stomach was in a complete knot as I stared around at the eager faces that stared back at me. They
were waiting for an answer and Val wasn’t letting me say anything to them.
“We know he’s unmated because he hasn’t found his mate yet. We heard through a grapevine that he’s
on the market for a chosen mate,” one of the chuckled.
“Yeah, that famous singer Bethany is staying with him, trying to get him to choose her. She has a better
chance than anybody, but we would also like a shot.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. They were all treating him like he was some kind of accessory.
“So, what do you say? Will you introduce us?”
I opened my mouth to speak, but then Cassidy-Ann’s office door swung open, and she walked out.
“We are having an art show on Saturday. I need all of you there to help with the event. Especially you,
Lila. I need you there early.”
I was glad to have the distraction and way out of this conversation.
“Absolutely,” I assured her. “I’ll be there.
I glanced at the other girls who nodded as well before turning back to me with pleading eyes. It didn’t
look like I was getting out of his conversation anytime soon.
“I’ll invite him to the art show,” I said with a shrug, much to Val’s dismay. “And then I’ll introduce you.”
They both clapped happily with excitement.
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“Thank you so much!” They both said at the same time.
I didn’t want Enzo as my mate… so why was I feeling so badly about this?
I swallowed the large lump that had formed in my throat and continued to work. Now I just needed to
see if Enzo wanted to come to an art show. My only hope was that he would say no.
…
Enzo’s POV
Everybody was working hard in class this morning, especially Lila who seemed like she was throwing
punches at me to throw off some steam.
I agreed to be her partner for the remainder of the school year, and she was certainly putting the use of
my strength and using her full strength to the best of her abilities.
She had beads of sweat dripping down the nape of her neck as she threw punches and kicks in my
direction.
Lila was incredibly strong and talented, and I couldn’t help but feel some sort of way about her because
of that. But I brushed those feelings off and shoved them into the pit of my stomach. I wasn’t going to
let this girl weaken me, regardless of who it was.
“Any word on Rachel?” I found myself asking; I’m not sure why I cared, but I haven’t been to the
hospital in the last few days, and I was a little worried.
“I went to see her last night,” Lila said as she spun around and kicked me with her foot. I grabbed her
foot with one hand with ease and gave her a crooked smirk. Her face seemed to have reddened slightly
as she stared at me.
“And?” I urged her to continue.
“And she’s fine,” she said, pulling her leg out of my grip. “I’ll probably go back later though. Just in case”
I understood completely and nodded.
Before I had a chance to say anything, Lila stared up at me through her lashes.
“You should come to the art show on Saturday. I’m going early to help Cassidy-Ann set up,” she said.
There was something about her tone that was strange, and it didn’t sit right with him. I wasn’t sure if I
wanted to go to some art show, but I hadn’t spent nearly enough time with Lila these last few days and
even though we weren’t a couple, she was still my mate and I felt obligated to do as she pleaded.
So, I nodded.
“I’ll be there.”
“Wait, really?” She gasped. “You want to come?”
“Yes.”
She stared at me for a moment longer and then nodded.
“Okay, great,” she said, however, there was still some uncertainty in her voice.
“Something seems to be wrong with our mate…” Max pointed out. “She seems off…”
“She always seems off…” I said in return. “It’s nothing to be concerned about.”
“But she seems more off than usual,” Max said with dismay in his tone. “I’m worried and you should be
too.”
I shook my head of the thought and continued to practice with the rest of the students.
…
The day of the art show arrived quickly. I wore a button-down shirt and a pair of nice work pants. I
didn’t often like dressing up, but I figured this was an event I needed to dress up for.
“Admit that you want to impress Lila you buffoon,” my wolf laughed.