Emily's POV

“I feel so safe with you.” I cuddled with him, refusing to leave him. We grabbed each other, brushing our bodies against each other. I hummed.

“Wowww.” He chuckled. “So maybe I should know a little more about you?” He dragged. I could see he was feeling a bit nervous, probably because this was just meant to be a one-night stand. I cleared my throat. I was waiting for this opportunity.

“Well I'm a freshman at Oxford University, I just arrived here from Los Angeles. My dad is the Alpha of White Claw Pack.”

I watched as his eyes popped up so wide, his lips parted. I swayed my hands.

“What's it with the sudden shock?” I asked but he shook his head, smiling.

“Nothing.” At this second, his phone rang. He picked it up. “Sorry, I have to take this.” He rose from the bed and went to pick the call. I patiently waited for him on the bed and the moment he appeared, my eyes glowed with lust and radiance as I stared at his cock, dangling in between his legs.

I bit my lower lips, wanting another round with him. I was waiting for him to put down the phone so we could continue.

He cleared his throat as he bent to the floor and grabbed his panties.

“I'm sorry, something came up. I have to go.” Even as he spoke, he was already putting on his clothes. I sat up, staring at him with my lips pulled wide open. I wanted to say something but words refused to come out of my mouth. When he stepped at the door, I realized this was for real. I jumped out of the bed, heading towards him.

“Where are you going?”

“What happened?”

“Can't we exchange our WhatsApp numbers at least?” I would be very happy because we would reconnect even after this.

“I'm sorry, I'm in a rush.” With this, he stormed out of my grip and walked out of me. I leaned against the wall for the next hour without knowing what to do. I thought I'd found myself a mate which I would get to sort out things with in the morning.

Since the gate of the University must have been locked already, I spent the night here. I was so curious and afraid that I couldn't sleep, I thought anyone could break in here and attack me, followed by this, I was still thinking of how my possible mate left me.

Could it be that I was unlucky in love? Before I knew, tears were streaming from my eyes and that's how I ended up getting into a terrible sleep ravaged with nightmares.

Next morning, I woke up early. When I checked the time it was 5 AM and the gates of the campus were open. This was my first day in college and I couldn't be late. I recalled the Alpha and Luna asking me to give a strict account of my first day in college.

My first class was Introduction to Psychology and before then was the formal induction and prep of freshers by our immediate seniors. From here, we moved to the lecture theater for our class. I got myself a seat on the front row.

“Heyyy,” I got a tap on my arms as I was about settling down. I turned. A blonde was smiling at me, she got a seat next to me.

“I'm Eva.”

“I'm Emily.” I responded.

“Psychology major?” She asked.

“Yes.”

“Woww,” she smiled even wider. “I heard in Oxford, you can't survive alone. So can we be friends then?” Her eyes lingered on mine for a while as I was thinking of making a friend so quickly.

“After all it's just a friend, not a bestie or something,” I said to myself.

“Yes,” I managed to smile despite the heartbreak of yesterday that was still rocking me.

“Wowww–” Her voice rang out in an excited style and she pulled over to hug me when I heard the supposed lecturer's voice.

“Good morning class.” His deep voice rang which immediately interrupted our hug. I turned over to see who our first Professor would be.

The moment my eyes met with him, I jerked back, holding a frightened glare. Eva shook me, bringing her face in front of mine to check out what's wrong. I was shocked beyond words, my body froze and my heart nearly stopped.

“What a fuck!” I muttered before realizing.

It was painfully obvious as I sat on the third row, just by the front.

“So I'm Professor Calvin Caaden. I'm thirty and I have majored in Psychology for the past five years. An alumni of this prestigious college.” All these he said while staring at me, his lustful eyes which I saw last night were changed and in place of those were a pair of terrifying eyes directed towards me.

“What's going on?” I turned to ask Eva. Everyone around the front and middle session here in the theater were distracted as they noticed the tension going on. Even those at the back sensed something was going on.

“This is my first class and I would love us all to keep all distractions aside or leave my class. I wouldn't tolerate any unethical behavior.” He barked, his voice sounded so rude and I wondered what made him so angry. I was expecting him to be shocked, not pissed.

“You!” He pointed at me. “Rise!”

When I did, he walked up the first and second steps to where I stood. My wolf leaped up, I felt a strange electric shock like sensation. My body was painfully craving what we didn't complete last night even when I was trying my best to stop it.

“I just fucked my professor?” I questioned myself, I still couldn't believe it. It was like a dream.

“See me in my office after the class!” He muttered to me and went back to continue the class.

I could testify boldly to the fact that all he said weren't getting through to me , rather I was caught in between staring fixedly at him and imagining what my fate would be like when I got to his office.

“What did he say?” I heard Eva ask. I shook my head, not saying a word. I refused to even spare her a glance. I've just gotten myself into big trouble!

Emily's POV

I staggered into Professor Calvin’s office, Room 33A on the row of the lecturers’ offices. Eva wanted to escort me but I asked her not to, I was in a battle I didn't want to face with anyone. So I asked for directions from a senior I met along the hallway.

My heart was thumping so hard as I approached his office. His scent greeted me and I felt my wolf leap up in excitement.

“Why will you do this when I'm trying to determine my fate?” I scolded angrily at my wolf. I was confused and pissed that my wolf wanted a man whom my heart was trying hard to separate from, however it was hard. It felt like my giving him my virginity caused our hearts and wolves to bond together.

“He's our mate!”

These words pulled me backward, making me stare out in space in shock. The door opened all of a sudden and Calvin came out. My legs shivered, my hands began to sweat. I gazed at him with my lips shivering.

“Why are you lingering here?” His deep voice loomed along the hallway.

“I came to see you–sir.” I stammered. In as much as he's my professor, I had to give him the maximum respect but our night together was constantly fighting my sanity.

“Why didn't you come in?” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his office, shutting the door behind us. My mind was suspecting we are going to do it again, my wolf wanted this but then my head was telling me something different.

“He's your professor and you just entered college!”

“It's wrong.”

One of the effects of being raised by strict parents.

My eyes fixed on his so dull, I wanted to hear what he had to say to me.

“I want you to change varsity. You still have the chance or you switch departments. I don't want to see you!”

“Huh!”

Whatever I was feeling slowly gave room for anger. “Why do you think you have control over my life and my education?” I questioned him, giving him a stern look. He smirked.

“You wouldn't get the reason why I asked you to but you ought to before it's too late!” He pulled up his system and began typing away into it without looking at me.

“Whatever you think, I won't change college, neither will I change course. My dad approved of me studying Psychology in this University. No one can threaten me into leaving, not even you.” I felt this was a selfish threat to be able to keep up with his reputation since we had a night together but that isn't gonna happen.

He stopped tying and raised his eyes at me, staring cool and calm at me, his lips slightly parted like into a sinister grin.

“What if I speak to your dad, he might let you switch?” This sounded like an offer but it got me really pissed.

I grabbed my bag well. “Yesterday was supposed to be a one-night and let it remain a one-night. Don't pull the strings.” I said to him and turned around, walking out of his office.

How dare he talk about talking to my dad, like he knows him before!

Despite my wolf begging me to go back and set things right with him, I bluntly refused. I wasn't gonna heed to his request, I wanted to keep seeing him everyday even when my conscience was fighting to stop these feelings from lingering. I knew it was wrong to desire a Professor whose class I was gonna attend but this is love and I had no control over it.

Rather than going away as he wanted, I stubbornly decided to stay and watch what was going to happen between us.

Three weeks into my turbulent start in Oxford, I fell sick. I couldn't tell if it was the severe heartbreaks I'd witnessed that caused this but whatever was the reason, I had to visit the hospital. I took myself here.

Tests and scans were taken and I was gonna wait for an hour before I got my results.

The doctor came out of the scan room to meet me at the waiting room with the results in her hand. A smile lit on her face. “You're pregnant with triplets, Emily.”

“What did you just say?” I stood up, glaring between her face and the files in her hand in shock. She extended the files to me while keeping a smiley face. I stretched out my hands slowly to get my results, my heart was breaking into a billion pieces right at this point.

She stretched out her hand and caressed the back of my head, still keeping her smile. “I'm pretty sure you're with your boyfriend or husband and since you aren't on birth control, this must be good news then.”

“Cheer up!” She handed them over to me. I was about to tell her that it wasn't what she thought, my mate had indirectly rejected me by asking me to leave, that he never wanted to see me again, that he even threatened to tell my dad whom I feared most. I wanted to tell her my trauma but she was already gone back into her office.

“No one cares!” I muttered to myself and left the hospital for campus. It was no longer me walking, I was shattered, tears clouded my eyes and I couldn't see my way clearly. I was already imagining what I was going to do about this pregnancy. I just came to Oxford and now I'm getting pregnant by a man who doesn't want me.

A whole lot of thoughts ran across my mind as I stayed by the side of the road, waiting for a taxi. It was almost midnight and most of the drivers I guess had returned home. I wasn't even checking the time when I decided to come to the hospital, I should have come a bit earlier.

I waited for about thirty minutes and didn't see a taxi, so I decided to stroll along the street although I saw no one.