I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Third Person POV “Add another pound to these weights,” Xander huffed to his spotter.

There were gasps around the gym as others took notice that this was the heaviest, he had ever benched.

Actually, it was the heaviest anyone had ever benched.

“Are you sure?” His spotter asked, nervously looking at the weights left to the side.

“Did | stutter?” Xander growled.

“No, sir.” He carefully placed the weights and without saying a word, Xander laid back down and began to lift. Everybody was in awe as they watched Xander break another record. Men envied him and women wanted him, that much was obvious.

His muscles popped and it made his many tattoos dance.

“Wow, he’s so strong,” one of the she-wolves in the gym cooed to her friend.

“And handsome,” her friend chuckled.

Xander knew that the men were envious of him and when Xander worked out in the gym and broke a new record, it only made them try harder to impress the she-wolves.

Whatever makes them train better, Xander thought to himself.

“You can look, but you can’t touch, ladies,” a familiar woman said, averting Xander’s attention.

Xander sat up to see Camilla leaning against the door frof the gym entrance. Her long black hair was in its usual braid down her narrow back. She wore her purple workout bra and a pair of black yoga pants, showing off her incredible form. She had a feminine body, but she also had abs revealing how much she worked out and how strong she truly was.

Her chocolate milk brown eyes turned in his direction and her perfect cherry red lips were tilted upward in a sly smile.

Her olive skin practically sparkled under the illuminating light of the gym, and it made Xander’s wolf go insane.

Camilla; Xander’s mate.

She walked toward him and waved his spotting partner away with a flick of her hand. He dispersed immediately.

Camilla placed a delicate hand on Xander’s shoulder, leaving a wave of tingles throughout his body, following her touch.

She motioned for him to lay back down; he did so immediately.

Camillia stood behind him as he lifted the weights, spotting for him.

“How is it possible that you've gotten even stronger since yesterday, my love?” She purred, sending Xander’s heart into turmoil.

She was the only she-wolf that could do this to him.

“I have a great partner,” he breathed between sets, making her chuckle.

He placed the weight down and sat back up to peer up at his love. Without warning, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into him, making her laugh. She had a musical laugh that made everyone in the room laugh along with her.

As soon as the other men began to chuckle, Xander shot them a warning look, silencing them immediately. They all turned away and continued their own workouts while the she-wolves glared annoyingly at Camilla.

“Are you done training the women gamma this morning?” Xander asked, nuzzling his face in the nape of her neck. He gently kissed her sweet spot, the one he had marked her in only a few weeks ago.

“I am,” she said, running her fingers down his back. “I am free for the rest of the day. I'd like to spend stwith my fiancé.” He lifted her into his arms as he stood, making her throw her head back in laughter as he spun her around.

“Then, | will clear my schedule so we can spend the day together,” he told her. It's not like he had much to do today anyway.

He sent most of his warriors on patrol because there had been srogue sightings around the border. As for the others, they were training either in the gym or the battlegrounds. Xander was planning on going to the battlegrounds and partaking in a sparring match but spending twith his mate sounded like a much better time.

Xander, being the head gamma for the Ero’s pack, trained the men warriors while his mate, Camilla, trained the women. She was his second in command when it cto the warriors. They were an excellent team, even before they mated.

“I need to take a shower first,” Xander told her as they left the gym.

“I will join you,” she purred, winking.

He placed her on the ground, and she took his hand, walking in front of him. She swayed her hips as she walked, teasing him. She knew exactly what she was doing, and his growing erection knew it too.

Xander and Camilla both lived on the third floor of the packhouse. A floor below the Beta and two floors below the Alpha.

The two of them walked across the packhouse parlor, ignoring the looks of other pack members as they passed.

They were used to people staring at them; they were a strong couple. They were not only good-looking, but they were physically strong and intimidating. Of course, not as strong as the Alpha and Luna of the Ero’s pack, but they were definitely up there in the rankings.

They were soon joined by the Alpha and Luna themselves as they entered the parlor.

“Alpha Drake,” Xander greeted. “Luna Sophie.”“Just the couple we were wanting to see,” Sophie said with a pleasant smile. “Are you both free this evening?” “Yes,” Camillia was the one to answer. “We were planning on spending it together. Is everything alright?” “Oh yes,” Sophie answered. “We were planning on going to eat in town this evening and wanted you both to join us.” Camilla peered up at Xander as if asking permission, which Xander found funny. Since Camilla joined their pack last year, she and Sophie had becbest friends. Camilla ran away from her old pack because her former Alpha was cruel. Camilla was the youngest female gamma warrior in her old pack; she was only 17 when she ran away and met Luna Sophie.

Sophie brought her back to the Ero’s pack and Alpha Drake gave her hospitality. He's always been kind like that.

Camilla worked alongside Xander and when they recruited more women fighters, Camilla took it upon herself to help train them.

She's only a few years younger than Xander, but Xander always felt this connection with her from the moment he saw her. He didn’t understand what it meant until a few months ago when she turned 18 and they found out they were mates. He didn’t wait to mark her like most would, he marked her a little over a month later. But they are waiting to marry because she always dreamt of a grand wedding.

“We would love to join you; thank you for the invitation,” Xander said, bowing his head slightly in respect.

“No need for the formality,” Sophie chuckled. “We are all friends, are we not?”Before anyone could say anything more, the door of the parlor swung open and a woman, Xander knew to be Eloise, the pack prophet, ran inside.

“Alpha Drake...” she gasped, trying desperately to catch her breath.

Eloise was an older woman, though she didn’t look very old. She was a witch, so she has a lifespan of many centuries. This would be her second century of being alive, however she only looked to be in her mid-50s. She had long silver hair and a fairly fit body, though Xander couldn’t remember any tshe was ever in the gym.

She always wore long robes and dresses with a bunch of jewelry, as most witches do. She was also pretty, not that Xander would ever say that out loud, especially in from of Camilla.

Most in the pack find her to be crazy, but Xander knows she isn’t. She could see many things that others couldn't and sometimes that could mess with her mind. He couldn’t blher for that; neither could Drake and Sophie.

“Eloise, what is it?” Drake was quick to ask.

“We must talk, | fear our nation might be doomed,” she breathed, tears filling her eyes.

“You had a vision,” Sophie said, stepping toward her to try and calm her trembling body.

It wasn’t phrased as a question, but Eloise nodded.

“Please, sit down,” Sophie told her, motioning for the couch.

“What did you see, Eloise?” Drake asked, watching as Eloise struggled to sit on the couch beside Sophie.

“Many years ago, | had a prophet; do you remember this prophet?” Drake had to think about it for a moment; Xander remembered the prophet. It remained in his head for years.

The strongest Volana in the world will be born from the product of true love and with her death, a vessel of pure evil will rise. Xander didn’t understand the prophet at the time, but it brought him fear. He had never met a Volana before, but according to most, they were dangerous. They held a lot of power; a power that nobody truly understood. If this vessel were to rise, it would be the downfall of the entire nation.

Alpha Drake had mentioned knowing a Volana and that they were still very good friends. He trusted this Volana with his life, which meant Xander trusted her as well.“The strongest Volana will be born from the product of true love,” Xander recited out loud.

“Oh, right,” Sophie said, nodding. “And something about the uprise and downfall, right?” Eloise nodded gravely.

“Part of the prophet has already ctrue,” she explained. “I'm afraid the other part will soon ctrue as well.” “Explain what you mean,” Drake said, narrowing his eyes at her.

“Darkness has been conjured, Alpha,” she explained. “I saw darkness emerging from the ground and born from that darkness rises a vessel. A vessel created to be the strongest Volana to ever exist, born for evil.” “How did darkness create this Vessel?” Sophie was the one to ask.

Tears welled up in Eloise’s eyes again, giving them a glossy look.

“As my previous prophet stated, there is a Volana born from the product of true love; she is the strongest Volana to ever exist, born for good. For this Vessel to be created, darkness must use this Volana as a sacrifice. In other words, this Volana must die for this vessel to rise.”