Chapter 17: Part 17
I sauntered into class and took a seat in the last row, right in the middle, my feet tapping impatiently. Naya and Avon were nowhere to be found, so I assumed I was too early. The class was already half-filled, most of them occupying the first rows. It's not even surprising to me anymore.
Professor Abel's class was somewhat a hit among the female population. It's absurd how they don't even try to hide their fantasies towards him. How does he deal with it anyway? None of the other staff members has to deal with such nuisance daily. Then again, no Professor was as fit, young and eligible as him on our campus.
Enough about him. I reprimanded, shaking my head as I tried to vanish the image of Alpha Abel. He insisted on dropping me off, but I denied him. There are only so many times I can be discreet while slipping out of his car. Neighbours or not, I did not want to be seen with my Professor, especially when his cheerleaders were a bunch of psychos ready to kill.
A shudder ran through my body as I thought about Blair, who issued me a warning only because I was seen in his office one too many times. She did not do anything drastic to me, fortunately, as Naya later warned about her.
I pulled out my laptop, a groan escaping my lips as I pulled up my schedule for the day. There was an hour gap before I had three lectures continuously. After that, I will be on my way to the cafe till evening. With my eyes trained on the screen, I ignored the students filing in slowly and filling up the seats behind me. Chattering ensued, their voices grating my skin.
Just then, Naya plopped on the seat next to me, her elbow nudging against mine. The touch startled me, making me look up and blink at her.
"Naya!" I exhaled. "Thank moons! I thought that I would be all alone today."
"Not a chance. I have lab today, and I am not missing that at any cost."
Right. Her experimental psychology subject included working in lab settings. The only thing that got her excited and motivated to attend other classes too.
"Did you submit the essay?" She asked, setting her bag on the desk before opening her laptop.
"Yes! I am waiting for a final grade."
She made a sound, her fingers tapping furiously at the keyboard, mouth twisting. "Me, not so much. I bombed the poet's impact and my conclusion...I don't know hopefully, the Professor let it slide."
I highly doubted it. Abel was a perfectionist. He needed things done in a certain way that's why I rewrote the conclusion. I wanted to achieve the highest grade for this class.
"Good morning, class." The familiar voice echoed, his hands rubbing together as he stood on the podium. I met his eyes for a second before looking away. "I hope everyone is excited about their final grade. Don't worry, I'll be revealing it by the end of our class."
A chorus of groans and whines filled the room, but he ignored them and turned to the board.
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B+
I openly stared at the grade, fingers curling into fists as the bold letter stared back at me. How could he give me such a low grade?
"Wow!" Naya exclaimed, looking at my paper, her eyes twinkling. "Not bad."
She had C on her paper, but it did not bother her anymore. I wish I could be that lenient with my grades. My whole being dependent on ranking high scores to find a decent job.
"Excuse me; I have somewhere to be."
She groaned, tightening her grip around the strap of the bag. "It's break time. Where are you going?"
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
"Alright! I'll be in the cafeteria."
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Rage coiled in my belly, feet dragging across the hallway, shoulders rigid. I was raging mad, determined to find Abel and demand answers. Was it his vendetta that hindered him from giving me a fair evaluation?
Twisting the knob of the door, I barged in, my chest heaving as I faced the devil sitting on the chair.
"Miss Emma." He straightened in his chair, mouth pulled in a thin line. "You can't barge into my office like this. It's very unprofessional," The Alpha stated plainly as the door shut behind me.
"Ironic hearing you talk about unprofessionalism!" I petulantly said, crossing my arms.
His chair creaked as he stood up, approaching me like a predator, a glint in those eyes that I couldn't read. What was going through his mind? He came to stand still, putting a few inches in between us.
"What do you mean by that? Care to explain?"
"B+? Really? After all the hard work I put into my paper. It's insulting!"
“Oh.” He sagged against the desk, rolling his eyes as if it was a trivial matter. It must be for him but not for me. “I gave the grade based upon your conclusion.”
“But I changed it!”
“And it still did not appeal to me one bit.”
“You’re doing it purposely, aren’t you, sir?” I mockingly called the last part. “I refused to apologise or act like how you want, so this is your way of punishing me!”
His jaw ticked, eyes turning stormy as he closed the remaining distance between us. My mouth went dry as his scent surrounded me, nostrils flaring. “Is that how low you think of me, Miss Emma?”
“Does it matter what I think, sir? It won’t change the truth that you have been biased against me from day one….”
The Alpha cut me off with a kiss. One second he stood in front, glaring at me, and the very next, his lips were plundering, quick and rough against mine. It's an ungraceful kiss from the very beginning; lips hardly pressing before Abel pried my glossy cherry flavoured lips open and licked into my mouth.
He tasted bitter, like remnants of his morning coffee and the colour of rage.
His tongue ran over my teeth before finally pushing our lips together fully, salvia mingling and my sticky gloss wiping onto his chin.
I matched his pace, not caring about the nagging voice in the back of my mind telling me to pull away.
It's rough and sloppy, our teeth clacking as we forced our mouths together, hot, heavy breaths the only sound echoing in the room. He pulled me closer, turning me around, so I was the one with my back against his work desk. We were flush against each other, the crook of my knees hitting the edge, and I leaned down.
My fingers twisted into the roots of his hair, tugging on the locks as my eyes fluttered shut. Abel’s hands rested on my hips, nails digging into the tender skin as he started to grind.
The Alpha kissed like he was running out of time– desperate and full of want and hunger. As if there is nowhere else he'd rather be. He's unrelenting, sucking on my tongue one second and nipping at the bottom lip the next, all while rubbing circles in the arch of my cheek with the pad of his thumb.
The hand on my waist slid to the lower back, flattening at the base of my spine. I stilled in his hold before tentatively responding, gyrating my hips forward in response, letting out a slight sound. My entire body felt like it was on fire, knees weak and molten lava bubbling in my stomach.
Abel was everywhere, his scent sticking to my skin.
He used his knee to pry my legs open and force a thigh between them without much resistance. The Alpha slowly pulled away from the kiss, our lungs gasping for breath. Before I could come to terms with reality, my head was tilted back by my hair.
Abel had better access to my jaw, my neck and collarbones, where he started peppering hungry kisses in between tiny licks and nibbles. I could not think about anything except how good it felt, how shamefully hopeful my body was for more, and what was even happening right now?
My breath hitched in my throat, toes curling and almost forgetting how to breathe when Abel started sucking at my neck, teeth scraping against the hollow of his throat.
“Moons!” I breathed, my voice wavering as he began inching close to my bond spot. Slick has already started to soak through the material of my leggings, my mind going fuzzy.
My moan was enough to snap him back to reality, the Alpha staggering a few steps back. He appeared wild, hair mussed up and lost at words.
I shivered at the sudden rush of cool air against my skin, feeling vulnerable and desperate. A low rumble sound from him made me lift my head, eyes half-lidded and pupils blown wide.
Before the Alpha could open his mouth, I fled the room, feeling his eyes burn into the back of my head.
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