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Chapter 29 : What's Next?
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Fated to My Professor Chapter 30 : Losing Control
TristanI kept my eyes closed as I sat in the back seat and tried to reign myself in. For the thousandth time, I cursed at myself for kissing her. My self control had never been this weak before. I’d never had difficulty denying my urges. Right now, I was barely holding myself together. I could see Astrid’s face in profile if I opened my eyes. I could smell her airy lavender scent. I could taste her… “I can’t believe you eat these,” Eddie complained. Astrid laughed at him. “I told you they were hot.”She popped another jalapeno puff in her mouth. “It’s not that they’re hot,” he countered. “I like peppers. This doesn’t taste like peppers.” “No,” she agreed. “It tastes like hot.” “That doesn’t even make sense,” he shot back. She shrugged. “So, eat your sandwich,” she said. “It’ll get the taste out of your mouth.” “Tristan, try one of these,” Eddie urged. I cracked my eyes open to see him shoving the open bag towards me. I caught a whiff of the puffs and wrinkled my
Fated to My Professor Chapter 31 : Kill For Me
AstridI parked the car and let out a slow breath. The car had fallen into silence a while ago. Eddie finally settled on a soft rock station and eventually, that was the only sound that we’d heard. The closer we got to the apartment, the more nervous I became. It was too much for me, and Eddie and Tristan both seemed to realize that I needed a few minutes of silence to prepare myself for whatever might happen when I saw Charles. I thought about texting him that I was on my way. I thought about calling him. I decided against it. I didn’t want to have any more contact with him than I absolutely had to. I didn’t feel like I owed him the courtesy of phoning ahead. I turned the key and shut off the engine. The radio faded out and we were left sitting in complete silence. “We’re here,” I said softly. Eddie got out of the car immediately and started to stretch. I stayed in the car. I looked up at the building with a mix of anger and sadness twisting in my chest. Not too long ago,
Fated to My Professor Chapter 32 : Unrestrained Anger
AstridMy shock at Tristan’s words left me unable to act. I was conflicted. I was frightened by how intense the situation had suddenly become, but I was also relieved to see that Tristan was having an impact on Charles. I was also more than a little dumbfounded that he cared enough about me to be pushed to this level. Tristan was so level headed and calm usually. This was almost surreal. Maybe Eddie was right. Maybe we just needed to scare Charles. I couldn’t imagine that he would continue with his threats after this. I saw movement from the corner of my eye and looked to see Eddie approaching Tristan and Charles. Eddie put his hand firmly over Tristan’s, which was still gripping Charles’ shirt and holding him a few feet off of the ground. I didn’t hear Eddie say anything, but I could see that he was applying pressure to Tristan’s hand. Slowly, Tristan lowered Charles back to his feet and released his shirt. Tristan glared at Eddie, but Eddie just looked back at him steadi
Fated to My Professor Chapter 33 : Strictly Business
TristanI sat stiffly in the back seat of the car as Astrid drove us back towards Bridgewater. I wanted nothing more than to be home. I was appalled by the way that little bastard had talked to her and I was worried that the slightest push would send me over the edge. My wolf wanted blood. It took everything in me not to rip that worm's throat out. If Astrid hadn’t touched my arm and brought me back to myself, I would have done it. Eddie wasn’t going to be enough to stop me. There was only one other time I could remember feeling this kind of anger and, back then, I was too young to do anything about it. After my father and older brother were killed in the Lunar Battle, my mother and I moved in with my grandmother. My grandmother was a tall, slim, soft spoken woman with big brown eyes and pure white hair. She was friendly with everyone and worked at the local library. She loved her job and I gave her a lot of credit for being the one to instill a love of learning in me. It
Fated to My Professor Chapter 34 : Distant Dreams
Astrid Once we were back in Bridgewater, I dropped Tristan off outside of his apartment. He was oddly quiet and avoided my eyes when he said goodbye. It left a sour taste in my mouth, but after how things went with Charles, I figured he just needed space to cool off. “It’ll be fine,” Eddie assured me as we drove back to the packhouse. “I know,” I said. I didn’t believe it, though. “Thank you for coming with me.” “No problem,” he replied. “I’m glad I could help.” It felt like something had shifted between Tristan and I during the long, quiet drive back to Bridgewater. Tristan had been so angry when we left the apartment. I had expected him to vent, or even argue with Eddie about what happened. Instead, he just looked out the window. I should have thanked him. I was kicking myself for not trying to talk to him about what happened. I was just shaken up by it. When we got back to the packhouse, Eddie insisted on carrying my bags back in for me. I didn’t argue. I just picked
Fated to My Professor Chapter 35 : Moving Forward
AstridI sat up and tried to shake off the cloudy feeling in my mind. The knock on the door came again. It wasn’t loud or demanding, but it was insistent. Pretending that I was asleep probably wouldn’t work. “Yes?” I called out. I grabbed Tristan’s jacket from where it was lying on the bed and quickly shoved it into my shoulder bag. I didn’t want anyone to see a man’s jacket in my room and get the wrong idea. The last thing I needed was for someone to get it into their head that I was sneaking guys into my room. Life was complicated enough without that. “Are you awake?” my dad asked. “Yeah,” I called back. “Come in.” The door opened immediately and he walked into the room. He closed the door, then looked at me. My heart sank. I could tell immediately that something was wrong. Dad’s eyes were stormy and he was avoiding making direct eye contact with me. Did Eddie tell him the truth about what happened? If dad had grilled him about it, I wouldn’t blame him for coming cle
Fated to My Professor Chapter 36 : Seeing Red
AstridThe rumors about Tristan were all I had been able to think about since last night. The more I thought about the impact that stupid kiss was having on Tristan, the angrier I got. I tried everything that I could to distract myself, but nothing worked. When I came down for breakfast in the morning, Eddie was drinking his coffee in the kitchen. He took one look at me and knew that something was wrong. “What happened?” he asked with concern. I groaned and slumped against the kitchen island. “I messed everything up.”“What?” he pressed, setting down his mug slowly. “Did that jerk call you again?” I shook my head. “No, not Charles. Tristan. I messed everything up for Tristan.”Eddie shook his head and lifted his mug back to his lips. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I sighed. I needed to clear my head. I was so mixed up and overwhelmed I was finding it hard just to keep my words in the right order. I looked around to make sure we were alone and then let it out
Fated to My Professor Chapter 37 : Staying Away for Good
TristanI stood outside of the Dean’s office and stared at the door. I couldn’t bring myself to knock yet. The email that he sent to summon me here was brief and gave me absolutely no indication of what was about to happen. I didn’t know what exactly Lilian had done, so I didn’t know what I was about to face. I had hoped that I would have more time to prepare for this. I knew that it was coming, so I shouldn’t have felt so caught off guard. I should have been able to steel myself for the fallout. My wolf was still worked up from dealing with Charles. The rage that had overcome me in that apartment was frightening. I felt like a man possessed. Now, I just felt tired. I knocked on the door. “Come in,” Dean Parker called. I walked in and closed the door behind me. The Dean stood from his desk when he saw it was me. He was a tall, slim man with sandy hair and blue eyes. Right now, his eyes were troubled. He smiled thinly at me. “Good morning, Dr. Ward,” he greeted. I wal
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