I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It novel Chapter 222

Lila’s POV
I spun around quickly to see Professor Xander standing over me with a deep frown. He was shirtless and
he was now wearing a pair of jeans as opposed to the combat pants he wore before his shower. He had
beads of water still dripping down his neck and across his tattooed torso.
I still held onto his notebook, but my eyes never left his.
“I asked you a question,” he said through his teeth. “Can I help you with something?”
“Uh…” I stammered lamely. “No…”
“Then why… might I ask… are you reading my notebook?”
I finally pulled my gaze from his and looked down at the notebook, closing it before I was able to read
anything more. I had no excuses for him, I was caught red-handed, and I was completely mortified.
Before I could say anything, he grabbed the notebook from my hand and ripped it away. My hands fell
to my lap and my gaze remained on the ground, ashamed to even look at him.
“Have you been taught no manners?” He growled.
I said nothing, which only seemed to piss him off that much more.
Before I knew what was happening, he grabbed hold of my ponytail and yanked my head back so I was
looking up at him. I’m sure he could see the pure terror in my eyes as he glared at me; he was breathing
heavily and oddly reminded me of a bull.
“Have you been drinking the protein shake I’ve given you?” He asked through his teeth.
I nodded my head once, which was a complete lie, but he didn’t need to know that.
“You’re lying.”
Shit.
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“I…” I tried to say, but he gripped my hair even tighter and yanked my head again. Pain shot through
my spine at the quick motion.
“I don’t need your excuses,” he hissed. “You’re a little shit who will get yourself killed by being so stupid.
You had no idea I was even behind you, and it’s shit like that that’ll be the death of you. Have I taught
you nothing?”
I tried to speak but the way he was gripping my hair made it impossible for me to think of much of
anything else.
“You need to learn your lesson,” he hissed. “You need to learn what’ll happen to a little shit that doesn’t
pay attention to surrounding areas and gets caught red-handed.”
He finally released me, and I found myself falling backward on the ground. My breathing was shaky to
match my rapid heartbeat and all I could think was, “What’s he going to do to me?”
I hated how trembly my body had become; I hated how weak I appeared.
Tears prickled the corners of my eyes; I wished Enzo was in range so I could mindlink him. I had a nasty
feeling in the pit of my stomach that something terrible was about to happen.
He was rummaging in his bag until he came across what he was looking for and then he turned back to
me. He gave me a humorless smile as he knelt in front of me; he was inches from my face, and I could
smell his disgusting breath hitting my features. Despite his breath being hot, it sent a cold chill down
my spine and my body trembled once again.
“You need to learn how to escape the impossible once you get caught, because with your stupidity…
you will get caught,” he seethed.
Before I could ask what, he meant by that, I felt a sharp pain in my neck and soon it was like my entire
body had gone on fire. I screamed out in agony, feeling the fiery embers coursing through my veins.
He clamped a hand over my mouth, muffling my screams and holding me in place as I squirmed in pure
agony. Tears ran down my face and my vision started to become blurry.
Specks of darkness clouded my eyes as I struggled to figure out what was going on and what he shot
me with.
“Fighting it will only make it worse,” he hissed in my ear, though he sounded so distant. “Take it in…
embrace it… own it.”
Take it in. Embrace it. Own it.
His final words and the only thing stuck in my mind as everything finally went black.
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Enzo’s POV
“Are you out of your mind?! You’re holding a dark witch in contempt??” Alpha Joseph sneered,
slamming his hands on the table.
We sat in the meeting house in Elysium with the other members of the committee around a long table.
Alpha Bastien, of course, sat at the head, and I sat beside him.
We had just finished explaining what had happened in the Calypso pack containing Paul and about my
mother’s village. Needless to say, they are reacting how I expected them to react.
“We have safety measures in place,” Bastien explained. “Nobody is in danger.”
“As long as that witch is in the wolf territory, we are all in danger,” Alpha Joseph said through his teeth.
“Bringing her anywhere near our kind was a mistake.”
“Witches are not our enemy,” Bastien said to him, narrowing his eyes.
“She’s a dark witch!”
“He’s right; dark witches are no friend of ours,” Alpha Henry said, shaking his head. “Having her in your
pack is a mistake, Alpha Enzo.”
“We have guards keeping watch over her 24/7,” Bastien explained before I could say anything. “Nobody
is in danger.”
“Jasmine is the most powerful dark witch to ever exist. Do you think some magic cuffs and a cage is
going to keep her locked away?” Alpha Henry asked, folding his arms across his chest. “She’s a ticking
time bomb.”
“She probably already has a plan of escape,” Alpha Kevin chimed in from the far side of the table.
Kevin was the quieter one, so it surprised me when he spoke.
“If she didn’t struggle when she was captured, then she has a plan of escape,” Joseph retorted.
“May I ask a question?” A deep voice from the doorway said, drawing all of our attention to that
direction.
When I saw him, I had to stifle a groan. He rarely showed up to our Alpha Committee meetings and
when he did, he was always fashionably late because he liked making an entrance. I’m not sure how
long he was standing there, but it seemed he was there long enough to hear the gist of the
conversation.
“Alpha Jonathan, great of you to join us,” Bastien said, leaning back in his seat. “Go right ahead; ask
away.”
Alpha Jonathan, who was leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed against his chest, stood
straight and walked toward his waiting seat.
“What exactly is your plan with this witch?” Jonathan went on to ask. “You aren’t powerful enough to kill
a dark witch. As far as I’m concerned, the wolf causing the issues and using this witch is already dead.
Why exactly do you have a witch, who was only doing what was asked of her, in contempt?”
“She kidnapped a witch from my mother’s village,” I heard myself saying before Bastien could answer
the question himself. “If left my mother’s village unprotected and because of that many of her people
died. We can’t let that go unpunished no matter who was pulling the strings.”
“Right… but how exactly are you going to punish a dark witch? You realize her entire coven is probably
watching out for her. Not that they need to… she’s powerful and can probably escape at any moment.
When she does, it’ll be the wolves that’ll pay. Up until this point we’ve lived in peace with all sorts of
witches, including the dark ones. If we don’t mess with them, then they won’t mess with us. Now we are
open to attacks, and we are no match against witches of that status.”
“They threw the first move when they—”
“Kidnapped one of their own,” Jonathan said, stopping my words short. “They didn’t kidnap a wolf…
they kidnapped a witch. A witch they believed to be a traitor to them. If was an affair, we should have
gotten involved in it.”
“That witch was protecting my mother’s village,” I said through my teeth; I seriously couldn’t stand this
guy.
“And that’s her problem, not ours,” Jonathan said in return with agreeing murmurs from the others. “But
you have made it our problem and now we need to prepare for a war.”
“A war we can’t win,” Alpha Joseph growled. “A war will die in.”
“There will be no war,” Bastien said, standing to his feet so he could tower over everybody seated at the
table. “We only want to know what exactly they were planning on doing with Hazel and why they
wanted her in the first place. There are questions that Jazzy won’t answer and until we get some kind of
answers from her—”
“You’ll what? Keep her in contempt?” Jonathan asked with a mocking laugh. “No offense, Alpha, but you
sound ridiculous.”
I could feel anger bubbling inside of me; though, part of me knew they were right. I didn’t think Jazzy
was going to give us any answers and now that Paul was dead, the issues should be resolved. But I still
had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Just because Paul was dead didn’t mean there weren’t any others. He still had a bunch of rogues on his
side and most of them fled when they realized they couldn’t win the fight against a Volana wolf.
Before anyone said anything else, I heard the familiar sounds of my phone ringing from inside my
pocket. When I looked at the caller ID, my entire body froze.
“I have to take this,” I said quickly, looking at Bastien.
“In the middle of a meeting?” Jonathan asked humor in his tone.
“I wasn’t speaking to you!” I growled, fury rising inside of me; my wolf itching to come out and fight
him.
“Go ahead,” Bastien said, nodding to me.
I stood and walked out of the door, stepping into the hallway.
With a deep breath, I answered the phone.
“Yes? This is Alpha Enzo.”
“Hello Alpha, it’s Dr. Ryan. I’m calling because I have some news.”
“Go on,” I urged, impatiently.
“That witch you brought here, Hazel. She had just woken this morning and she’s requesting to speak
with you.”