All Chapters of One Lustful Night With My Alpha Professor : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Third Person POV.Marcel and his armies have regrouped for the past few days, drafting out plans on how to launch the biggest strike the Slayers never saw coming. Not just that but he wanted to take Logan by surprise this time around and take his most cherished person. This was Marcel’s plan to kill two births with just one stone.He had taken time to study the school map and know the hidden pathways that would serve as their escape route once their mission had been accomplished and Marcel had discovered the hidden bunkers beneath the school.He positioned his soldiers there, giving them instructions not to let anyone else in. With everything well strategized, Marcel roared.“At the ding of the town’s bell, we’ll strike. Kill anyone or anything on site. But remember, get the girl!”“Yes, sire!” Roared the soldiers.They were lurking around in the woods, waiting for the bell to sound. Today the school was celebrating its hundred years anniversary and a fleet of cars and hordes of peopl

Logan's POV. The air smells like the old times. It's still untouched, save for the huge mansion that sits in the middle of the clearing. Nostalgia hits me square in the face, and I remember the times the pack members would gather around and watch Marcel and I showcase our strength through our fists, claws, and fangs. To me, it was a mere match of entertainment but to Marcel, it was of dominance and superiority. I thought he was among the family I lost, fortunately he isn't. But unfortunately, he'll die by my hands tonight. Blade howls before the mansion and rapidly jumps over the fence. He attacks the first set of guardsmen standing by the entrance. My wolf tears into their souls, ripping it out with his maw and sharp fangs. Cries of pain assail the air. I kill as I aim for the entrance but more men attack. Gunshots ring out and I duck, restrategizing as I attack. The onslaught is bloody. Bones crunch under my fangs. Skin rips under my claws. Just as a bullet makes its way ov

r“Thank you, nurse.” I smile at the older woman who just finished changing my bandages. It had just been three weeks since I was hospitalized but I’m starting to regain my strength significantly.I can’t seem to remember what exactly happened and how I ended up here. The memory is just a blur. However, I do remember when Marcel had barged into the room he confined me in and I saw his monstrous face as he trod closer to me. I remember my shrieks and the scared look on my face but I can’t remember anything else aside from that.“You’re welcome, Ms. Rain…” The nurse's sonorous voice puts a halt to my thoughts. I nod at her and then she gathers her equipment to leave but suddenly stops at the door.“Uh…Ms. Rain?” She blurts as she faces me.“Yeah?” I cock a brow at her questioningly.“The flowers came in again today. Would you love to see them?” She asks me, a hopeful glint in her eyes.Not again, I sigh inwardly and rehearse the same words I’ve been telling her the past three weeks.“I t

Rain's POV. Sweat breaks out on my forehead as I hasten my footsteps to match Zeus's in the hallway. The man had come to my side of the manor, informing me that my father had demanded to see me. It's been two days since my encounter with Kylie in the woods and I've been struggling to keep thoughts about my broken friend away from my mind. Whenever I remember him and the pains he was in, my heart shrinks with sadness. I truly wanted to save him. I just don't know how. Logan had been trying to reach out to me but I've done my best to avoid him. I can't stay with a liar such as him. Once we approach the end of the hallway that leads to my father's study, my pulse magnifies. Who in hell knows what he's about to tell me?I hate the sight of him and the other mayors. Deceitful set of men. Somehow I pray they'll be caught in their own game soon. "Enter. He's waiting..." Zeus's voice rings out and I pull away from my reverie. Taking a gulping breath, I walk into the office. The rich

Rain's POV. Under the silvery gaze of the crescent moon and shimmery stars that alight the woods, Logan kisses me. His touch against my skin is tender, and his lips moving skillfully against mine is arousing. Something inside whimpers at the reconnection. The feeling is woven tightly around my chest and slowly it cracks down the walls of resistance I tried to build since I learned the truth about everything. A string of moans streams from my mouth just as Logan thrusts his deft tongue into mine. He swallows my cries of pleasure. His lips, tender, lock against mine with a fierce passion. What is he doing to me? It took all my willpower to stand before him and challenge him but the instant he touched me, my mind went haywire. Now, I'm pliant in his arms, a prisoner to his pleasure. Logan skates his hand lower down my belly where a fire of need has gathered. I try to press my legs together and prevent his hand from reaching my heat.Goodness, I might combust from a flick of his f