My Professor Is My Alpha Mate
#Chapter 109 – Connie’s plan.

Third Person POV

Enzo hadn't returned home in over a day and Connie was beginning to grow impatient.

She remembered her night with Enzo clearly and she'd been planning it for some time. She knew that Enzo was out with Bethany for the evening and that bothered her more than anything.

It was bad enough that he had a mate that wasn't her, now he was going on dates with a gorgeous singer. It was infuriating.

Connie had loved Enzo for most of her life and she kept waiting for him to choose her as his chosen mate, but he still hasn't. He refuses to reject that Volana wolf despite Connie's warnings about him being mated to his student.

When Enzo mentioned going to dinner with Bethany Rochelle, Connie thought to herself, “Great... more competition.”

She waited awake for him; she waited for what felt like an eternity. But when he didn't come home early, she grew even more upset.

She texted him that evening, asking him when he would be home, and he didn't reply until much later.

“On my way right now,” the text message said.

She was pleased he wasn't spending the night with her. Now he could spend the rest of the evening with Connie.

“But what if he doesn’t want to?” Her wolf asked. “What if he rejects the idea?”

“Then, we won't give him a choice,” Connie said in return.

She went into the kitchen and brewed a couple of mugs of tea. He enjoyed tea at this hour, so it wouldn't be unusual.

But what he doesn't know is that Connie is spiking his mug with Starlight.

“You're going to have your way with him?" Connie's wolf asked in shock.

“No!” Connie exclaimed. “I'm not a monster. I just want to make him think we had sex. He will be asleep and he’s going to think he did this on his own free will. It will get into his head, and he will start wondering if maybe he subconsciously wants to be with me all along.”

"OH! That's brilliant,” her wolf chuckled. “He will start wondering if he really does love you.”

"Why won't you just reject me?”

She had asked me this question before, and I hadn't answered her.

“Do you have any idea how painful a rejection is?" I asked her, leaning back in my chair. “Especially when it's an Alpha that rejects you? With how new your wolf is, it could put her in hibernation and there's a chance she won't come out of it. That's not something I'm willing to risk.”

“By not claiming me... you are hurting my wolf even more,” she exclaimed, tears filling her eyes. “It's painful for us both, Enzo...”

“Trust me, rejection is even worse. That quite literally feels like a stabbing in the heart. I won't do that to you. I promised your father I'd take care of you and—"

“My father wouldn't want this for me,” she said, putting her foot down.

She was definitely angry, and I could see her wolf pulsating in her eyes.

“Being rejected is not something you can come out of easily. The pain you feel now is only temporary. But the pain of rejection could have a lasting effect on your wolf.”

"So, what's the plan? You keep stringing me along until my wolf is strong enough to be rejected?” She asked, folding her arms across her chest.

I stood to my feet, keeping my eyes on hers. My wolf was scolding me for acting so cruelly. We came here to apologize, but instead we were making things worse.

“Is having a mate that terrible for you?" Lila asked hoarsely.

"What?" I asked her, unsure if I heard her correctly.

"Having a mate... you say you don't want one... but you don't really specify why. Is it terrible for you to love someone? What do you have against love, Enzo?”

Her question made me think of my mother; she was in love with my father until he rejected her cruelly and banished her from the pack, forcing her to become a rogue.

She had never been the same after that rejection.

Her wolf never recovered.

I was nothing like my father, but I didn’t have a lot of examples of true love growing up.

I never thought I would have real love in my lifetime.

Maybe I did have something against it.

I didn't answer her question; I turned away from her and left without another word.

Lila's POV

I stared after Enzo.

He didn't even bother to answer my question, but I knew he wouldn't. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I saw the look of pain cross his face; there was something wrong.

I packed up my things, no longer in the mood to paint. But as I neared the door, I paused when I saw something that wasn't there earlier.

It looked like a canvas that was covered in a sheet.

Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure Enzo left it behind.

It must be a painting or drawing, but what would Enzo be doing with something like that?

Filled with curiosity, I grabbed the edge of the sheet and pulled it off, only to stumble backward and gasp at the painting before me.

It was a beautiful handmade portrait....

..Of me.

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