My Professor Is My Alpha Mate
#Chapter 182 Healing the Little Girl

Lila's POV

I'm not sure at what point she woke up, but Enzo’s mom stared between the two of us through her swollen eyes.

“Mom?” Enzo said, his eyes wide and alarmed. “You've been awake this whole time?”

“Yes,” she said weakly. “I didn't want to interrupt.”

“I'm so sorry I wasn't here,” he whispered, lowering his head in shame.

It broke my heart to see him like this; I knew at that moment how much he truly loved his mother. I never really took him for a family man, but this proved me wrong in all the best ways. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and hold him close to me, but I knew now was not the time for that. “Don’t blame yourself,” she whispered, tears welling in her eyes which I could see were now brown. “It was my fault for leaving without protection. I should have been more careful.”

“If I was—"

“It wasn't your fault,” she said again, meeting his eyes. “I love you so much, Enzo. Protecting you while you grew up to be this strong Alpha was my job. I'm proud of the work I've done to raise you. Watching you thrive is repayment enough. You don't need to keep me protected because you owe it to me.”

“I'm doing it because I love you, Mom," Enzo said, furrowing his brows together.

At this point, I felt a little weird still being in the room. I knew I probably should give them some privacy.

“I'm sorry to interrupt, but I was thinking about going to the cafeteria to grab some food. Would either of you like anything?” I asked, staring between the two of them.

Enzo looked up at me and I saw his eyes were misty.

Tears instantly fell from her eyes, and she began screaming in pain and horror when she saw her arm. The other girl stood frozen with wide and frightened eyes.

I didn't have the time to react. I ran.

I ran as fast as I could down the hallway until I could reach them; once I was there, I fell to the ground.

“It's going to be okay” I breathed calmly.

She was trembling and crying so I wasn't sure if she actually heard me or not.

“Just take in a deep breath,” I said, breathing in with her before looking up at the other girl. “Are you two here with any adults?” I asked, eyeing her carefully.

She stood frozen, staring at the wound on her sister's arm.

"What's your name?” I asked her, raising my tone a little bit. She stood frozen still. “I need you to answer me,” I said firmly, bringing her attention to me.

"K...Kenzi..." she finally said, tears filling her eyes. “And that's Megan.”

"Are you here with any adults?” I asked again, keeping my eyes locked on hers.

She nodded.

“Our mom,” she answered.

"Okay, Kenzi. I need you to go get your mom, okay?"

“I don’t want to leave my sister...” Kenzi's bottom lip began to tremble as a few tears dripped from her eyes.

“I'm going to stay with her until your mom gets here,” I assured her. “I know you don't know me, but I need you to trust me.”

She was hesitant but she eventually nodded and quickly ran down the hallway.

I turned back to Megan and gave her a kind smile; she was still crying and trembling.

“It's going to be okay,” I breathed as I placed my hand on top of her wound.

She winced in pain and that broke my heart, but she wouldn't be in pain for much longer. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I allowed my wolf to come forward and radiate a warmth around me. I imagined that warmth to be healing; I imagined it coursing around my body and traveling down to my fingertips. I imagined it glowing a faint light as the warmth covered and soothed the wound on Megan's arm.

I imagined the pain lessening and her wound healing.

Soon, Megan stopped crying, now she was staring at her arm in wonder. When I opened my eyes and removed my hand, her arm was completely healed.

"Oh, my goddess..." she breathed, unable to look away from her arm.

I sighed in relief, pleased that I was able to pull that off.

Just as I was about to stand, I heard a shrieking, yet oddly familiar, voice.

“What the hell are you doing to that little girl2211"

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