Chapter 5

Emily's POV 

I staggered into Professor Calvin’s office, Room 33A on the row of the lecturers’ offices. Eva wanted to escort me but I asked her not to, I was in a battle I didn't want to face with anyone. So I asked for directions from a senior I met along the hallway. 

My heart was thumping so hard as I approached his office. His scent greeted me and I felt my wolf leap up in excitement. 

“Why will you do this when I'm trying to determine my fate?” I scolded angrily at my wolf. I was confused and pissed that my wolf wanted a man whom my heart was trying hard to separate from, however it was hard. It felt like my giving him my virginity caused our hearts and wolves to bond together. 

“He's our mate!” 

These words pulled me backward, making me stare out in space in shock. The door opened all of a sudden and Calvin came out. My legs shivered, my hands began to sweat. I gazed at him with my lips shivering. 

“Why are you lingering here?” His deep voice loomed along the hallway. 

“I came to see you–sir.” I stammered. In as much as he's my professor, I had to give him the maximum respect but our night together was constantly fighting my sanity. 

“Why didn't you come in?” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his office, shutting the door behind us. My mind was suspecting we are going to do it again, my wolf wanted this but then my head was telling me something different. 

“He's your professor and you just entered college!” 

“It's wrong.” 

One of the effects of being raised by strict parents. 

My eyes fixed on his so dull, I wanted to hear what he had to say to me. 

“I want you to change varsity. You still have the chance or you switch departments. I don't want to see you!” 

“Huh!” 

Whatever I was feeling slowly gave room for anger. “Why do you think you have control over my life and my education?” I questioned him, giving him a stern look. He smirked. 

“You wouldn't get the reason why I asked you to but you ought to before it's too late!” He pulled up his system and began typing away into it without looking at me. 

“Whatever you think, I won't change college, neither will I change course. My dad approved of me studying Psychology in this University. No one can threaten me into leaving, not even you.” I felt this was a selfish threat to be able to keep up with his reputation since we had a night together but that isn't gonna happen. 

He stopped tying and raised his eyes at me, staring cool and calm at me, his lips slightly parted like into a sinister grin. 

“What if I speak to your dad, he might let you switch?” This sounded like an offer but it got me really pissed. 

I grabbed my bag well. “Yesterday was supposed to be a one-night and let it remain a one-night. Don't pull the strings.” I said to him and turned around, walking out of his office. 

How dare he talk about talking to my dad, like he knows him before! 

Despite my wolf begging me to go back and set things right with him, I bluntly refused. I wasn't gonna heed to his request, I wanted to keep seeing him everyday even when my conscience was fighting to stop these feelings from lingering. I knew it was wrong to desire a Professor whose class I was gonna attend but this is love and I had no control over it. 

Rather than going away as he wanted, I stubbornly decided to stay and watch what was going to happen between us. 

Three weeks into my turbulent start in Oxford, I fell sick. I couldn't tell if it was the severe heartbreaks I'd witnessed that caused this but whatever was the reason, I had to visit the hospital. I took myself here. 

Tests and scans were taken and I was gonna wait for an hour before I got my results. 

The doctor came out of the scan room to meet me at the waiting room with the results in her hand. A smile lit on her face. “You're pregnant with triplets, Emily.” 

“What did you just say?” I stood up, glaring between her face and the files in her hand in shock. She extended the files to me while keeping a smiley face. I stretched out my hands slowly to get my results, my heart was breaking into a billion pieces right at this point. 

She stretched out her hand and caressed the back of my head, still keeping her smile. “I'm pretty sure you're with your boyfriend or husband and since you aren't on birth control, this must be good news then.” 

“Cheer up!” She handed them over to me. I was about to tell her that it wasn't what she thought, my mate had indirectly rejected me by asking me to leave, that he never wanted to see me again, that he even threatened to tell my dad whom I feared most. I wanted to tell her my trauma but she was already gone back into her office. 

“No one cares!” I muttered to myself and left the hospital for campus. It was no longer me walking, I was shattered, tears clouded my eyes and I couldn't see my way clearly. I was already imagining what I was going to do about this pregnancy. I just came to Oxford and now I'm getting pregnant by a man who doesn't want me. 

A whole lot of thoughts ran across my mind as I stayed by the side of the road, waiting for a taxi. It was almost midnight and most of the drivers I guess had returned home. I wasn't even checking the time when I decided to come to the hospital, I should have come a bit earlier. 

I waited for about thirty minutes and didn't see a taxi, so I decided to stroll along the street although I saw no one.