My Professor Is My Alpha Mate
#Chapter 31 – The trial.

Lila's POV

I can't believe I messed up so badly that I presented Enzo's portrait as my project in class

He was never going to forgive me for this.

Maybe if I switched the portraits after hours.

I sat in the student lounge which was oddly empty, and I could gather my thoughts. I was doing some homework, but I found it difficult to concentrate.

I still hadn't heard from Enzo all morning or afternoon and I was starting to wonder if he was going to return.

He had to return; I still had his portrait.

He would want that back so he could give it to his mother.

Unless something happened...

Just as I was about to pull out my phone, I felt his presence. His scent roamed through the lounge causing my heart to pick up speed.

Val perked her head up, taking in his scent as it grew more potent.

I turned and saw him taking long strides through the lounge and in my direction. My mouth hung open when his aura was practically glowing around him. His dark eyes poured into me and I saw a smirk appearing on his lips.

How was it possible for him to get even more attractive whenever I see him?

“Let's go... we are going to be late,” he spoke as if we had a previous conversation.

I frowned, narrowing my eyes at him.

“Late for what?"

He rose his brows, surprised by my question.

Why was he so attractive?

"Okay, we've come up with a conclusion,” one of the board members said.

My father took his seat beside mine; I didn't look particularly pleased, which gave me a heavy heart. “Due to some unusual circumstances, we aren't going to expel Sarah. Instead, we will give her a month's suspension. Once she returns, she will be monitored on school grounds to ensure no more incidents happen under our noses. If another ill attempt happens, we will be obligated to expel you. Are we understood, Sarah?”

“Yes,” Sarah answered, her tone hard.

"We will see you in a month. You are all dismissed now.”

Everyone stood from their places and one by one they began leaving the courtroom.

My father remained, along with Sarah's father.

“I hope there are no hard feelings, Alpha Bastien. Kids will be kids,” her father said, reaching his hand out to shake.

My father stared at the hand for a moment, I knew he didn't want to shake it. But he did anyways. "Just make sure my daughter doesn't get harmed in this way again,” my father said, his tone dark and threatening.

“Understood.”

They parted ways; Sarah gave me one last icy look before she left.

I realized Enzo had already gone and I couldn't help the empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. Once again, he left without saying a word to me.

Why did he keep doing that?

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There was no point in staying in the courtroom after that verdict. I had never felt this wave of fury before.

“It's because that asshole basically owns the school. So, they went easy on her,” Max hissed.

I went back to the academy center; I wanted to blow off some steam in the arena. If I didn't, somebody was going to get hurt.

“Alpha Enzo! Do you have a moment?”

I paused when I saw the Art teacher, Miss Grace, standing outside her classroom. I really didn't want to have a conversation with anybody, but I didn't have a real excuse to give her.

“Sure,” I said, joining her in her classroom.

“I just wanted to thank you for being so kind to one of my students, Lila. She really looks up to you and I admire that so much. To be honest, I was a little surprised that you let her paint you for her project. But it came out so well!”

I frowned

"What are you talking about? Paint me?”

She narrowed her eyes, a frown forming on her lips.

"Um, yes,” she said, furring her brows together. “Did you not give her permission to paint you? She said you were aware of it and encouraged her.”

“Show me."

There was hesitation for a moment but then she turned and walked toward the row of covered paintings until she reached one of the biggest ones in the center.

She unveiled the painting and my heart plummeted into my stomach at the sight of it.

It was a painting of me.

It was my portrait.

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