I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Third Person POV
Enzo hadn’t returned home in over a day and Connie was beginning to grow impatient.
She remembered her night with Enzo clearly and she’d been planning it for some time. She knew that
Enzo was out with Bethany for the evening and that bothered her more than anything.
It was bad enough that he had a mate that wasn’t her, now he was going on dates with a gorgeous
singer. It was infuriating.
Connie had loved Enzo for most of her life and she kept waiting for him to choose her as his chosen
mate, but he still hasn’t. He refuses to reject that Volana wolf despite Connie’s warnings about him
being mated to his student.
When Enzo mentioned going to dinner with Bethany Rochelle, Connie thought to herself, “Great… more
competition.”
She waited awake for him; she waited for what felt like an eternity. But when he didn’t come home early,
she grew even more upset.
She texted him that evening, asking him when he would be home, and he didn’t reply until much later.
“On my way right now,” the text message said.
She was pleased he wasn’t spending the night with her. Now he could spend the rest of the evening
with Connie.
“But what if he doesn’t want to?” Her wolf asked. “What if he rejects the idea?”
“Then, we won’t give him a choice,” Connie said in return.
She went into the kitchen and brewed a couple of mugs of tea. He enjoyed tea at this hour, so it
wouldn’t be unusual.
But what he doesn’t know is that Connie is spiking his mug with Starlight.
“You’re going to have your way with him?” Connie’s wolf asked in shock.
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“No!” Connie exclaimed. “I’m not a monster. I just want to make him think we had sex. He will be asleep
and he’s going to think he did this on his own free will. It will get into his head, and he will start
wondering if maybe he subconsciously wants to be with me all along.”
“OH! That’s brilliant,” her wolf chuckled. “He will start wondering if he really does love you.”
“Exactly,” Connie agreed. “Plus, it will drive a wedge between Enzo and Lila. It’s like killing two birds with
one stone.”

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Enzo’s POV
Lila jumped to her feet quickly and Brody seemed to be tense as I entered the art room. Lila was
breathing quite heavily, and I knew it was taking everything she had not to run in the opposite
direction.
Not that she could get far without me catching her.
“Sorry to interrupt,” I said, trying to sound unbothered. “I thought I would find you in here.”
I set Lila’s gift against the wall before turning to them.
“I was creating a new painting for the art studio,” Lila explained, glancing over at Brody sheepishly. “I
figured I’d go a different route.”
“Sorry, Professor,” Brody said, standing to his feet with a worried frown. “That doesn’t bother you, does
it? I wanted to help her in any way that I could, and this seemed like the best way to do that. She was
upset that her panting was destroyed and—”
“I know why she was upset,” I said, cutting off his words.
I also know that it wasn’t because of her painting, it was because of the art studio as a whole. She felt
rotten for Cassidy-Ann. Lila wasn’t selfish enough to only care about her painting.
But I didn’t say that out loud.
He stopped talking instantly and lowered his gaze to the ground.
“No, of course, it doesn’t bother me,” I continued, looking between the two of them. “I got a hold of
Alpha Bastien, he’s going to investigate the vandalism. He’s also going to call you later,” I added that
last part looking at Lila.
“You didn’t have to do that,” she said, glancing at her feet. “I was going to call him myself and ask for
his help.”
“I guess we think alike,” I said in return.
Max was growing restless with Brody’s presence, and I knew I needed to get him to leave before my
wolf destroyed him.
“Brody, can you give us a few minutes,” I asked, trying to keep myself calm.
Brody looked at me for a short minute before looking over at Lila. She wouldn’t meet my eyes, but she
looked up at Brody and gave him a small nod.
He still looked uncertain, but he left the room anyways.
I walked over to Lila; she kept her eyes fixated on the ground, refusing to meet my gaze. It was
bothersome, but I couldn’t blame her for being upset.
I wish I knew for sure what had happened with Connie, but I was coming up blank.
“You don’t have a right to be upset…” she finally said, her voice coming out in a whisper. “I just wanted
to paint something different…”
“I’m not upset,” I told her, sitting down in the chair that Brody was sitting in.
“You’re not?” She asked, lifting her gaze to meet mine.
I shook my head.
“No,” I answered. “Did I give you the impression that I was upset?”
She thought about it for a moment before shaking her head. But she remained silent, keeping her eyes
on mine.
“I understand that you wanted a fresh painting for the studio, and I don’t blame you for that,” I
continued, leaning back in the chair. “But we never got a chance to talk since earlier.”
“If it’s all the same to you, I’d rather not hear the details. Or discuss it…” she said, her tone low and
sounding defeated.
I wasn’t sure I’d be able to give her the details even if she did want them.
“But…” she started to say slowly. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure,” I answered without hesitation.
“Why won’t you just reject me?”
She had asked me this question before, and I hadn’t answered her.
“Do you have any idea how painful a rejection is?” I asked her, leaning back in my chair. “Especially
when it’s an Alpha that rejects you? With how new your wolf is, it could put her in hibernation and
there’s a chance she won’t come out of it. That’s not something I’m willing to risk.”
“By not claiming me… you are hurting my wolf even more,” she exclaimed, tears filling her eyes. “It’s