All Chapters of The Professor's Second Chance Mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“As for the cooking,” he continued as he stored his sauce, “at first I had meals delivered to the suite, like room service. But when Kilani was three she started asking, no, demanding to help cook. All I was doing was removing the cloches, sometimes warming the meals, or at most I boil spaghetti and scramble eggs. So I started asking the omegas to have one night a week where they prepped a meal for me and left me instructions – very specific instructions -like those meal subscription boxes they have now. Our pack actually founded one of those companies. Anyway, so one night a week, then two nights a week, and finally three a week, Kilani enthusiastically, and Anthony, begrudgingly would help me cook whatever the dinner was. It was hard to spend quality time like that with them when they were little. So I absolutely loved those moments together. It was fantastic for bonding. Over the years I picked up a few legitimate skills along the way.”“You look like a natural,” I cooed. I wouldn’

Before sleep could take me. His blasted phone rang.He ignored it, letting it ring annoyingly. I ignored it, despite it grating on my nerves. It felt like I’d been patient and barely hanging on for weeks, and now that I finally had my man to myself, someone else was clamoring for his attention.Not fair.Not happy.Yet it kept ringing.We had the same ringtone so it could have been my phone but very few people called me. Kelton was currently with me. Kilani and Ally were together and knew we wanted alone time. They wouldn’t call unless it was an emergency.We heard the text alert ding. We should have thought to silence them, I thought darkly. I did not want to leave my cozy spot or, more importantly, my mate’s loving arms. When it rang a second time my heart started to race. Oh goddess, what if it was an emergency? What if someone was in trouble and I was too lazy and selfish to get up? I’d never forgive myself. Besides, Kelton didn’t seem particularly worried.“Come on, let’s check it

A week had passed, my exams were complete, and college was on winter break. Two weeks of freedom that I envisioned spending in the embrace of my attractive professor at a quaint mountain cottage, enjoying woodland runs in the moonlight. Alternatively, lounging on a Mexican beach, working on my tan, and admiring my scarcely clad, sexy companion. Or maybe even setting sail on a cruise….Admiring our half naked man, Maya hummed in approval. Funny how every one of my – our- daydreams ended with Kelton partially or fully naked.But no, instead of those delicious visions, I’d be slapped in the middle of some epic family drama. Mine as well as his. With far fewer naked opportunities than I’d like.We can create those opportunities, Maya sighs, as visions of our sexy mate fill my head.Nerves skittered within me as we drove to the airport. My father had spoken to me just once in the past week and, much to my dismay, he’d refused to elaborate on whatever was so important that he insisted he co

Had I not been feeling nauseous, I would have cheered surviving my first airplane flight. The dreadful sensation of my stomach dropping during the rapid descent, and the jarring impact as the plane’s wheels struck the tarmac at what seemed like unnatural speeds, felt entirely unsettling. I was told that the plane had landed at the small airfield nearest to the pack. It wasn’t until I stepped through the doors onto the plane’s steps and took a deep breath of fresh air, that I truly felt we had landed.Kilani talked animatedly about her pack and her friends as we made our way to the waiting car. I understood she was trying to stave off the creeping fear, doubt, and that terrible sense of foreboding. Her efforts were not lost on me. It was also a relief that no one expected much conversation from me just then. Smile and nod, I told myself as I twiddled my ring.Smile and nod.Had I been raised in a normal household with a loving family, I suspect I wouldn’t naturally be shy. Before my nin

*** Kelton ***I will never tire of seeing the beautiful rose-blush on my mate’s face when I kiss her. Even the simplest tender moments of affection visibly flame in a way that sets my heart soaring and causes my cock to swell. She’s unaware of her own beauty and its impact on me. Her transparent expression, my favorite trait, always reveals her thoughts and emotions. A trait I deeply appreciate since it helps me identify her worries so I can set her mind at ease.Leaning back and taking her hand, I observe the emotions dancing in her eyes: fear, worry, and then, a settling on determination. She doesn’t view herself clearly; she is far stronger than she believes. It’s now my mission in life to show her how wonderful she is.I won’t be long, I link her. You will be fine. Kilani, Hattie, and Charlie will gut anyone that offends you.Her resulting smile makes my day.See you soon, she links me back. Hearing the humor in her tone relaxes me a little.It strikes me that even though we’re s