My Professor Is My Alpha Mate
#Chapter 222 Take It. Embrace It. Own It.

Lila's POV

I spun around quickly to see Professor Xander standing over me with a deep frown. He was shirtless and he was now wearing a pair of jeans as opposed to the combat pants he wore before his shower. He had beads of water still dripping down his neck and across his tattooed torso.

I still held onto his notebook, but my eyes never left his.

“I asked you a question,” he said through his teeth. “Can I help you with something?”

"Uh..." I stammered lamely. “No...”

“Then why... might I ask... are you reading my notebook?”

I finally pulled my gaze from his and looked down at the notebook, closing it before I was able to read anything more. I had no excuses for him, I was caught red-handed, and I was completely mortified.

Before I could say anything, he grabbed the notebook from my hand and ripped it away. My hands fell to my lap and my gaze remained on the ground, ashamed to even look at him.

“Have you been taught no manners?” He growled.

I said nothing, which only seemed to piss him off that much more.

Before I knew what was happening, he grabbed hold of my ponytail and yanked my head back so I was looking up at him. I'm sure he could see the pure terror in my eyes as he glared at me; he was breathing heavily and oddly reminded me of a bull.

“Have you been drinking the protein shake I've given you?" He asked through his teeth.

I nodded my head once, which was a complete lie, but he didn't need to know that.

“You're lying.”

Shit.

“If she didn't struggle when she was captured, then she has a plan of escape,” Joseph retorted. “May I ask a question?” A deep voice from the doorway said, drawing all of our attention to that direction.

When I saw him, I had to stifle a groan. He rarely showed up to our Alpha Committee meetings and when he did, he was always fashionably late because he liked making an entrance. I'm not sure how long he was standing there, but it seemed he was there long enough to hear the gist of the conversation.

"Alpha Jonathan, great of you to join us,” Bastien said, leaning back in his seat. “Go right ahead; ask away.”

Alpha Jonathan, who was leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed against his chest, stood straight and walked toward his waiting seat.

"What exactly is your plan with this witch?” Jonathan went on to ask. “You aren't powerful enough to kill a dark witch. As far as I'm concerned, the wolf causing the issues and using this witch is already dead. Why exactly do you have a witch, who was only doing what was asked of her, in contempt?” “She kidnapped a witch from my mother's village,” I heard myself saying before Bastien could answer the question himself. “If left my mother's village unprotected and because of that many of her people died. We can't let that go unpunished no matter who was pulling the strings.”

“Right... but how exactly are you going to punish a dark witch? You realize her entire coven is probably watching out for her. Not that they need to... she’s powerful and can probably escape at any moment. When she does, it'll be the wolves that'll pay. Up until this point we've lived in peace with all sorts of witches, including the dark ones. If we don't mess with them, then they won't mess with us. Now we are open to attacks, and we are no match against witches of that status.”

“They threw the first move when they—"

“Kidnapped one of their own,” Jonathan said, stopping my words short. “They didn't kidnap a wolf... they kidnapped a witch. A witch they believed to be a traitor to them. If was an affair, we should have gotten involved in it.”

“That witch was protecting my mother’s village,” I said through my teeth; I seriously couldn't stand this guy.

"And that's her problem, not ours,” Jonathan said in return with agreeing murmurs from the others. “But you have made it our problem and now we need to prepare for a war.”

"A war we can't win,” Alpha Joseph growled. “A war will die in.”

“There will be no war,” Bastien said, standing to his feet so he could tower over everybody seated at the table. “We only want to know what exactly they were planning on doing with Hazel and why they wanted her in the first place. There are questions that Jazzy won't answer and until we get some kind of answers from her—"

“You'll what? Keep her in contempt?” Jonathan asked with a mocking laugh. “No offense, Alpha, but you sound ridiculous.”

I could feel anger bubbling inside of me; though, part of me knew they were right. I didn't think Jazzy was going to give us any answers and now that Paul was dead, the issues should be resolved. But I still had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Just because Paul was dead didn't mean there weren't any others. He still had a bunch of rogues on his side and most of them fled when they realized they couldn't win the fight against a Volana wolf. Before anyone said anything else, I heard the familiar sounds of my phone ringing from inside my pocket. When I looked at the caller ID, my entire body froze.

“I have to take this,” I said quickly, looking at Bastien.

“In the middle of a meeting?” Jonathan asked humor in his tone.

“I wasn't speaking to you!” I growled, fury rising inside of me; my wolf itching to come out and fight him.

"Go ahead,” Bastien said, nodding to me.

I stood and walked out of the door, stepping into the hallway.

With a deep breath, I answered the phone.

"Yes? This is Alpha Enzo.”

"Hello Alpha, it's Dr. Ryan. I'm calling because I have some news.”

"Go on,” I urged, impatiently.

“That witch you brought here, Hazel. She had just woken this morning and she's requesting to speak with you.”

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