My Professor Is My Alpha Mate
#Chapter 234 Tutoring

Lila's POV

“Sarah, what happened? Are you okay?" I asked, wrapping an arm around her to steady her.

“Get off me,” she muttered, trying to shove me away, but I was too strong, and she couldn't make me budge.

“Tell me what happened,” I said firmly.

“It doesn’t matter,” she muttered. “But my father can't know about this.”

"Sarah, you are bleeding blood. Something is seriously wrong,” I said, shaking my head. “We need to."

“No!” She growled, and this time successfully shoving me away from her. “We don't need to do anything. This is just a thing I do. I'll be fine in a few minutes. Just promise me you won't say anything.”

I didn't want to promise something like that knowing that it could cost Sarah's life. If something were to happen to her and I knew about it, I could never live with myself.

“Promise me!” She growled, anger crossing through her eyes.

I nodded quickly.

“I promise...” I said in return.

She didn't say anything more, she stepped out of the closet and her entire demeanor changed. She gasped and stared upward; her breath caught in her throat. I wondered what she was looking at, but I realized it as soon as I stepped into the hallway and my eyes widened.

“I thought you were meeting me in the lounge,” I said, narrowing my eyes at Brody.

“I was... your food is with the others,” he said, his eyes never leaving Sarah's. “I'm sorry...I thought 7

"Were you spying on us?” Sarah asked, coming back to her senses as she folded her arms across her chest.

“No,” he said quickly, running his hands to the back of his neck. “I was just walking by and...”

"You look like you're about to lick him,” she laughed.

My face warmed but I laughed as well and together we left the arena without another look in Enzo's direction. Though, I knew he was looking at me and smiling just as I was smiling.

The students I agreed to tutor were already in the library when I entered. They had their textbooks and notebooks opened in front of them and they looked unbelievably stressed. Many students here were here because of scholarships. If they fail classes, they will lose their scholarships and get kicked out of this school.

I was no different and neither were they.

Getting good grades was important, so we took our tests seriously.

We had a test in a couple of days that they were afraid of failing, but I promised that I would tutor them and help them study.

All three of them looked relieved to see me as I joined them at their tables.

"What are we studying first?” I asked, staring at all their many textbooks. I thought I was only teaching them werewolf history, but it seemed like they were having more trouble than I thought. “Well, I'm working on vocabulary,” one of the boys said, scratching his head with a scrunched-up look. “I can't seem to remember any of the words. They are hard...”

I frowned and looked at his vocab book, scanning through the ones he had highlighted.

“I'm studying for the history exam,” the girl said, frowning down at her book.

“And I'm doing my math homework,” the other boy said, but his page was blank.

"Okay, so here's what we'll do,” I said as I opened my backpack and rummaged through it.

I pulled out a small container of highlighters and handed the girl the yellow highlighter.

"You're going to highlight key phrases and important sentences in that history book. Read it carefully before highlighting,” I instructed and did as I asked.

I pulled out a thing of flashcards and put it in front of the boy studying vocab.

“You're going to write one word on each flash card and on the back of the card you're going to write the definition,” I told him.

He nodded and took the flashcards to get to work.

“Meanwhile, I'll help you with your math and then we can all study together,” I said as I leaned across the table to look at the boy's math book and worksheet.

It was basic geometry, which I found myself decent in. I actually took this same class last year so I already kind of knew the answers without even doing the problem myself.

I felt a cold presence entering the library after about 30 minutes of working and then I heard her voice behind me.

"Ew, look at the bunch of nerds,” Sarah chuckled to her friends who stared at us with disgust. “Like shouldn't you be preparing for the election you're going to close.”

I pressed my lips together firmly, knowing it was better if I said less. I looked at the boy who was doing vocab, he kept his eyes buried in his book, obviously afraid of Sarah and her crew. “Remember this word; Brusque,” I said, giving him a smile before glaring at Sarah. “It means Rudely abrupt or blunt in speech or manner.”

“In other words... Sarah?” The girl asked.

I nodded, watching as Sarah's face reddened.

“You think you're so smart... well...” she started to say but another, much deeper and more powerful voice sounded from nearby.

“Sarah... walk.... Away,” he said through his clenched teeth.

Sarah's face drained of any color as she turned and saw the man standing before her. Sarah's faint words made my heart fall into my stomach.

“Dad?”

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