I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Ella’s POV | stared at Alpha Jonathan with shock. Everybody in the room was silent and Sarah looked like she was about to cry. She wrapped her arms around her body like she was trying to hold herself together.

| heard a low growl coming from Brody and | knew he was close to shifting. His wolf was not happy.

“What do you mean she will die?” Brody asked through his teeth.

Alpha Jonathan glanced at him briefly before looking at my father.

“My daughter has been cursed by this bitch of a witch when she was born. Every tshe uses her powers, she gets weaker. Soon, it will be the cause of her death,” Jonathan explained as casually as if he was ordering a meal.

| thought about all those times | saw Sarah in pain and almost passing out. | had no idea it was because of her powers. | looked at her, wanting her to meet my eyes, but she wouldn't.

How could she not tellshe was dying? How could she not tell Brody? “Sarah...” Brody breathed, his eyes glowing red as his wolf fought to take control.

If Brody lost control and allowed his wolf to take over, | know hell would break loose. I looked up at Colton who gavea shared look. He knew exactly what | was thinking and gavea head nod as he approached Brody.

The closer Colton got; the angrier Brody became.

“Sarah, tellthe truth,” Brody growled.

“Why does this nobody wolf care so much about my daughter?” Jonathan asked, raising his right brow at Brody.

“Because he’s her...” | began to say but Sarah’s words stopped me.

“Dad, can we just go?” Sarah said sharply; it was obvious she was holding back tears.

“You can't just leave, Sarah,” Brody argued.

He was so fixed on Sarah that he no longer noticed Colton who was still approaching him cautiously like he was a wild beast. Technically he was.

She finally looked at Brody.

“I'm so sorry | didn’t tell you...” she whispered. “But it’s true. | don’t have much longer to live. Unless my father can find a cure.” “I have the best doctors doing what they can,” Jonathan stated simply. “I'm not going to let her die.” “I'm surprised you didn’t tellabout this, Alpha,” my father said, narrowing his eyes at Jonathan. “You'd think the leader of the Alpha committee would know such a detail.” “This is family business,” Jonathan replied. “It has nothing to do with you or your committee.” “A committee that you are a part of.” “A committee that should be mine,” Jonathan quipped. “I am far richer and more powerful than any of those fools, especially you.” My father let out a low laugh and shook his head in disbelief.

“Do you want to eat your words?” My father asked, stepping closer to him.

| was worried they were about to fight so | ran toward my father, putting myself in between them.

“Fighting is not the answer,” | argued. “Sarah is dying, and we need to figure out how to save her. This is only stressing her out.” “Let go of me!!!” Brody's words cut through the room, taking our attention away and fixing it on him.

Colton had his arms strongly around Brody and locked him in an Alpha hold. One of the strongest holds that work on any wolf, even if they aren't part of his pack. Brody struggled against him, but Colton managed to get him to the ground.

| could feel Brody's anger; his wolf struggled to break loose from Brody's body. A loud grow! erupted in the room, shaking both Sarah and me. But my father and Jonathan, as Alpha’s, were unphased.

“Fight it, Brody,” Colton ordered shoving him harder into the hardwood floor. “Fight your wolf. Take back control.” Brody’s breathing quickened and | could see the fury on his face. His wolf's canines snapped multiple times before they finally dispersed back into Brody's body and left his normal teeth in their place.

His breathing finally slowed, though I could hear his panting through his nose. His eyes were no longer glowing red, but back to their normal blues.

I sighed, relieved that Brody was returning to normal as | looked up at Alpha Jonathan.

“What is your plan to save her life?” | asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

“It’s not your business,” he spat.

Before | knew what was happening, he grabbed Sarah by the wrist. She made a distressed and painful sound, which made Brody grow! again. Thankfully, Colton still had his hold on him.

“Let's go,” Jonathan ordered her as he pulled her along with him.

My father, who was now standing in front of the door with his arms crossed, stared at him for a long while, a deep frown placed on his face.

“You can’t keephere, Alpha,” Jonathan seethed, staring back at him.

After what felt like an eternity, my father finally stepped aside, allowing them to pass.

Once they were gone, Colton finally released Brody who was laying limp on the ground, staring at the door.

Tears pooled in my eyes, and | rushed to him, touching his back gently. Colton tensed when | made contact with Brody, but I ignored him. Brody neededright now; | could feel his pain.

“It's going to be okay,” | whispered to him. “We will figure this out.” He finally lifted his head and looked at me; | saw tears pooling in his eyes.

“She can’t die, Ella...” he whispered hoarsely.

“And she won't,” | said firmly, and way more confidently than | felt. “We won't let her die.” He nodded as he sat up, leaning against the wall with his legs arched and his arms resting across his knees. He looked so defeated; my heart hurt for him.

| sat beside him, leaning my head against his shoulder.

“She’s not going to die...” | repeated.

“What's going on?” | heard Becca coming in from the doorway with Luis and Kayla close behind her.

They were no longer crying, but they looked frightened.

“We just saw Alpha Jonathan yanking Sarah out of here. What happened?” Kayla asked, breathlessly.

“Sarah is dying,” | said the words as smoothly as | could, but they hurtmore than anything to say. “But we are going to fix it and save her,” | made sure to add quickly.

“What do you mean she’s dying?” Becca asked, sitting on the other side of Brody. “What happened?” “It's her abilities,” | explained, looking between all of them. “She was cursed as an infant... every tshe uses her powers, she gets weaker. Soon, it will be the cause of her death.” Becca gasped at my words; Kay looked pale, and Luis just looked sad.

“How could a witch curse an infant?” Brody asked his voice hoarse and unfamiliar sounding.

“That's what I’m about to find out,” my father said through his teeth. It was then that | realized just how pissed he looked. “I don’t think Alpha Jonathan is telling us the whole story.” “What are you going to do?” | asked, eyeing him carefully.

He turned away and started toward the door.

“I'll be returning to the Nova pack for a few days,” he said in a low voice. “I need to do sresearch and | need my people around.” “Keepupdated, Alpha,” Colton said, staring after my father.

“I will,” my father said in return.

On that note, he was gone.

None of us felt like eating after that.

Which was such a shbecause Dee prepared such an incredible meal.

As we sat around the table, staring at all the food that the packhouse maids laid out, Dee stared at all our sunken faces with a frown.

“You still need to eat,” she reminded us. “Strong Alphas and Lunas need food.” “I'm not a Luna,” Becca said, glancing briefly at Luis and then back at Dee, timidly.

“Nor am |,” Kay said, giving Becca a small and reassuring smile.

“But you are ladies, are you not?” Dee asked, a twinkle of love and admiration in her eyes. “Lady’s also need to eat.” “I can’t...” Brody said, quickly standing to his feet. “I need to speak with Sarah.” “You can’t right now,” | said, eyeing him carefully and worried that he would lose control again.

He met my eyes and | saw the struggle he was facing; it tore a hole in my heart.

“Then | guess I'll go to bed,” he muttered. He glanced at Dee and bowed his head slightly. “Thank you for the food, Miss Dee. I'm sorry | can’t eat it right now.” He turned and left the room.

| looked at Colton who was staring down at his plate with a frown; this certainly was not how | wanted this evening to go. | felt sick to my stomach.

| heard the familiar chiming of my phone in my pocket, drawing everybody's attention to me. | might as well answer it considering nobody was eating.

When | looked at my screen, | frowned at the unfamiliar number.

Furrowing my brows and answered it.

“Hello?” “Ella? It's Raymond,” said Rachels father on the other end, making my heart drop.

“Hey,” | said, lowering my tone. “How are you? How's Rachel?” “She’s fine,” he answered much to my relief, but his tone sounded indifferent. “Actually, she’s more than fine.

She's awake.” “What?!” | gasped, making Colton stand protectively and rush to my side. “She’s awake,” | said loud enough for everyone to hear.

Becca jumped to her feet with a large smile; the first tshe truly smiled all night. The others had shocked faces, which probably matched my own.

“Yes,” Raymond continued, still sounding strange. “But she would like to speak with you...” he continued. “Right away.”