I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It

Ella’s POV “It feels so good to run!!!” Val cooed excitedly after we completed our 4(th) and final lap.

By the t| shifted back into my human form, | was panting and breathless. | quickly ran to the side of the field and put my clothing back on. Most wolves were used to being naked around one another. It becomes second nature pretty quickly growing up because when we shift, we have to do it naked, or we will ruin our clothing.

Most packs have chests of clothing in the woods in case we have to shift in the woods, but we aren’t opposed to being naked around one another. However, that didn’t mean | wanted to stand around naked while waiting for my classmates to finish their laps.

Sarah was the next to finish the laps and went to fetch her clothing as well. | hadn't spoken to her about joining the committee yet; | suppose | had to do that soon because our first meeting was only a few hours away and I'd like her to be a part of it.

Becca said she recruited one boy from her werewolf history class, Luis. I've seen him around campus, and I've often seen him studying with Becca in the library when they are about to take an exam. But | wouldn't say | was super familiar with him. However, Becca said he wanted to join the committee and be a part of something important, and plus, we needed the members, so | wasn’t going to deny him.

Brody mentioned that there was someone on his football team, Matt, who might join as well. | guess | just had to wait and see if he showed up. But | knew Matt was a bear, but also very strong and pretty good at school as well.

He was also a guy that all the girls went crazy over. He might be a good addition to the committee and bring it spopularity.

| was excited for our first meeting tonight; now I just had to hope that Sarah would join us. If not for us, then for Brody.

| already sent out a group text for those | knew were going to attend the meeting to meet us in room 210 of the academic center. | spent all morning planning out this meeting with Becca and we already have a few future projects lined up.

| wished that Rachel would have joined us to help us plan for tonight's meeting, but she’s been acting strange lately and said she had something to do. But she never elaborates on what exactly she has to do.

Brushing the thought out of my head, | approached Sarah once she was fully dressed.

“Hey,” | said, stepping beside her.

She was watching the other students run the rest of their laps and she glanced atwith a questionable frown.

“Look, you don’t have to pretend to be nice tojust because we are keeping each other's secrets,” she muttered, folding her arms across her chest.

“I'm not...” | was about to say but then | stopped myself and took a steady deep breath. “I wanted to invite you to join the student committee.” She raised her brows and looked like she was about to laugh in my face.

“Even if | wanted to join your stupid little club, I'm not allowed, remember? Grounded,” she said, rolling her eyes and turning back to the other students who were just finishing their laps.

“Actually, you can,” | said to her, turning her attention back to me. “I already talked to Headmaster Prescott and decided it might be good for you to learn to work as a team.” “And work as a lesser version of you? No thanks,” she scoffed.

“Don’t you want to make up for what you did to the students? They don’t trust you right now, Sarah. You broke that trust and traumatized a lot of them. You toldyou were going to apologize to them; this is a good way to prove that you are different and that you truly are sorry.” “And what makes you think anyone else would wanton the committee?” She asked, furrowing her brows together. “Like you said, they don’t trust me. | traumatized them.” “You have to earn that trust back somehow,” | said shrugging. “Headmaster Prescott said you can be a part of the committee and learn to work as a team and deal with working under my authority. But you can’t participate in any school activities yet. It was the best | could do for you.” She was quiet for a moment as she stared at me.

“Is this your way of gettingback?” She asked, pressing her lips firmly together. “Makingwork under you?” “If you want to look at it that way, then that’s fine. But in my eyes, it's a way you can give back to the school after you took away their free will and their memories. What you did was awful and it’s going to take a lot for them to trust you again. This is a good way to start,” | said, shrugging. “If you decide you want to join the committee, you can cto our first meeting tonight and I'll give you the form to fill out. It’s in room 210 at 8 pm.” “8 pm? Why so late?” She asked.

“We have a vampire on the committee, and it works better for her,” | answered.

This time, Sarah did laugh, but it was dry and humorless.

“You convinced a vampire to join the student committee?” She asked, “How'd you manage that?” “Actually, she wanted to join. She wanted to make a difference and show the school that she isn’t just looks,” | answered. Then | leaned in closer as if | was telling her sjuicy secret. “It's Skylar Barnett. As in—" “The Barnett Fashion Franchise?!” Sarah gasped, finishing my franchise.

| nodded in response.

“Yeah, she’s kind of a big deal and she joined the committee,” | said simply. “It's pretty cool.” I knew | was saying this stuff to convince her, but | also truly meant it. She glanced down at her yoga pants.

“I'm wearing their sportswear,” she said, and | could feel her growing excitement. “I knew their daughter went to this school. But vampires are rarely seen.” “I know,” | said in return. “So, can | expect you tonight?” She was quiet for a moment, the excitement in her simmering.

“Why do you wantthere so bad?” She finally asked after a short silence. “Why do you want to helpafter what | did?” Now it was my turn to fall silent as | thought about how to answer her. | decided to just tell her the truth.

“I don’t,” I answered simply. “But Brody does, and | trust and value his opinion.” Her cheeks flared red, and she quickly looked down.

“I'll just tell him that you'll think about it,” | said, turning away from her. She said nothing as | walked away from her to join Becca who had just finished dressing in her clothes.

“Did you ask her to join the committee?” Becca asked.

I nodded.

“I guess we will see if she shows up,” | said, shrugging. “I did what I could.” | glanced at Colton who was watchingintently; | could see the worry that was in his eyes, and | wondered if it was because he overheard my conversation with Sarah. | knew he didn’t trust her either, but | needed him to truston this. So, | gave him a bright smile, and he soon returned it with a small smile of his own and then a wink before he turned to the other students who had just finished their laps.

Colton looked so good standing in front of everybody that I could hardly keep my wolf in check. He wore bagging sweatpants and kept his shirt off, showing off his incredible body and his mouth-watering abs. He had sscarring on his chest from past battles that hadn't fully healed due to the silver weapons used, but it only made him look extremely manly.

| wanted to rub my hands all over his body; just the thought made heat flare on my cheeks and my heartbeat rapidly against my ribcage.

Everybody got with their partners, Colton was my partner. As he approached me, it took everything I had not to throw myself into his arms.

We both got into our battle stance, and | was the first to attack. We always started in our human forms. Colton was fast and dodged a lot of my attacks, but | also managed to dodge most of mine.

Last year, he used to go a bit easier on me, but when he returned this year, | asked him to not do that. So, now he goes much harder, and | really appreciate it.

It felt like it’s been so long since | felt his hands on my body and feeling him touchat this moment sent heat to course through my body. He lifted his hands so I could punch each hand with my fists as if we were training for a boxing match.

“I've been wanting to talk to you about something,” he said in a low tone for my ears alone.

I glanced up at him, not wasting any tin punching his hands.

“I'm listening,” | said, proud that my voice didn’t cout squeaky.

“It's about Rachel...” he said, making my entire body freeze.

| looked up at him, meeting his very concerned eyes.

“What about her?” He glanced over to the far distance of the battlegrounds with a frown, and | followed his gaze to the distant bleacher; they were empty. | looked back up at him with a curious frown and he met my eyes again.

“She was here,” he said. “Watching.” My heart fell into my stomach upon hearing his words. | didn’t have to see her to know he was being truthful; | believed him wholeheartedly.

I didn’t have to say anything, he spoke again, and his question sent a nervous chill down my spine.

“Have you noticed anything strange about her lately?”