I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It by Caroline Above Story

Lila’s POV

I couldn’t believe that the man I had shared my first kiss with was my professor. Suddenly, it felt like the

arena wasn’t big enough.

Professor Enzo was extremely handsome and incredibly muscular. I ran my eyes from his gorgeous grey

eyes down to his incredible 8 pack abs. His arms were large, and I could see small veins appearing

around his biceps. His dark, wavy hair was kind of shaggy, dancing around his broad and manly

features. He had sweat beading on his forehead and dripping down the side of his face, and some more

sweat on his chest, dripping down his torso.

My face instantly began to redden as he walked toward me.

“Can I help you with something?” He asked, raising his brows, and meeting my eyes.

“Sorry; I just transferred to this class,” I say to him, showing him my printed schedule. “I’m Lila…”

He looked at the schedule briefly; silence growing thick between us as he pulled his eyes from the

schedule and back onto my face.

“You can join the other students,” he said, turning away from me.

My eyes widened as I glanced at the others who were still fighting in their wolf forms. I swallowed the

lump that had formed in my throat.

“Actually, I can’t shift,” I say quickly before he’s able to walk away.

He freezes; for a moment, I thought I heard a low growl in the dept of his throat.

“What?” He asked in a disbelieving and slightly annoyed, tone. He turned back and I saw that his grey

eyes were now dark and threatening. “What do you mean you can’t shift?”

“I mean… I haven’t gotten my wolf yet,” I tell him, biting my lip hard.

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He glanced down at my mouth, staring as I chewed my bottom lip nervously. I could feel heat

circulating my features. My heart was pounding so quickly and loudly against my chest, I thought he

would be able to hear it.

“Why are you in a shifting and combat class if you can’t shift?”

“I’m good at combat,” I answer. “Just because I don’t have a wolf doesn’t mean I’m not capable. I’ve

been practicing my entire life. Let me show you what I can do.”

“I don’t have time to babysit,” he muttered, sounding incredibly annoyed. “Besides,” he added. “I don’t

have a partner for you. All my students fight in their wolf forms.”

“I can train with her,” a she-wolf said as she shifted back into her human form.

She had a kind face; her hair was short and dark. Her eyes were big and brown, with long lashes. She

was looking at me fondly with a sweet smile.

“I don’t mind,” she said again, pulling her eyes from me to look at Professor Enzo.

“Fine,” he said.

He walked away without another word.

“I’m Becca,” she said, holding her hand out for me to shake. I took it, returning her smile.

“It’s nice to meet you,” I say in return. “I’m Lila.”

“Oh, trust me, I know exactly who you are. I also hear you are one of the best fighters in this school.

Professor E. would have been stupid to turn you away.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at her words; this was my first year at this school and I suppose I shouldn’t be

surprised that word travels fast. I’m known around Elysium for my combat and clever mind, but we

weren’t in Elysium.

We were in Higala. The largest city outside of Elysium.

“I appreciate your kind words,” I say in return, and I meant that.

She went to say something else, but her words fell short when we heard another, more familiar, voice.

“Well, look who it is,” Sarah scoffed. “If it isn’t the little slut; coming to play with the big dogs?”

I rose my brows; she was calling me a slut? After I just caught her making out with my boyfriend?

“Though I shouldn’t be surprised,” she said, her tone growing icy as she glanced behind her shoulder at

Professor Enzo who was staring in our direction with a crease forming between his brows and his frown

deepening. “Considering how much you like Professor Enzo; it’s a no-brainer that you’d transfer to his

class.”

“I’m here to practice my combat skills, like everyone else.”

This made her laugh.

“Please; the only skills you are practicing are the skills with your lips.”

“She’s actually a very capable fighter,” Becca chimed in.

“That’s rich coming from a lowly Omega,” Sarah sneered, causing Becca to flinch. “Your kind shouldn’t

even be allowed at this school.”

Becca looked genuinely hurt by her words.

“Ew Sarah, why are you even talking to that Omega?” Another girl said, stepping beside her.

Both girls laughed and I saw Becca’s face reddening as she lowered her gaze.

“Omegas are nothing but trash,” Sarah agreed. “But what’s worse than an Omega is someone who can’t

even shift into their wolf. It’s no wonder your boyfriend wanted my lips instead of yours.”

I stepped in front of Becca, blocking her out of sight of the other wolves.

“What gives you the right to decide if an Omega is capable or not? I happened to have seen her fight

only moments ago and she seemed quite capable to me. It’s my understanding that we are at this

school to learn. So, let’s not cause issues for one another,” I said, staring around at their faces. “As for

my boyfriend goes…” I say, meeting Sarah’s eyes. “He’s clearly not man enough to be able to handle

me. So, he’s all yours.”

Without another word, I grab Becca’s wrist and pull her along with me to a different part of the arena

and away from the nasty she-wolves.

I got another glimpse of Professor Enzo as we passed, and I thought I saw a smile tugging at the corner

of his lips.

“Thank you for standing up for me,” Becca said in a low tone once we were a distance away. “I’m used

to being bullied though. Omegas aren’t typically liked around here…”

I rose my brows at her, confused.

“Why?” I asked. “Some of the best wolves I know are Omegas. They are incredibly kind and genuine.

Don’t let bullies like that make you think otherwise.”

She beamed a wide smile at me; I could tell she felt a lot better.

“It’s obvious some people here don’t recognize you as Alpha Bastien’s daughter. Let’s show them what

you can do!”

I smiled at her words; that sounded like a perfect idea. I couldn’t shift into my wolf form, which meant, I

needed to wow them in other ways.

I faced Becca, getting into the stance I was most comfortable in.

Soon, we were both fighting.

She managed to dodge most of my attacks. However, I was holding back a lot. I didn’t want to hurt her.

I dodged her attacks with ease; she couldn’t even come close to me. I could feel the eyes of the other

students on me, their mouths gaping as I did an acrobatic move. Something I’m sure none of them

were expecting.

I did a front flip, kicking my legs out and purposely missing Becca by a hair. Though, it frightened her

enough to stumble backward and lose her footing.

I grabbed a sphere off the wall of weapons, twirling it in my hands quickly, doing a somersault and twirl

move. She dodged the first attack thinking I was aiming for her head when I was actually aiming for her

feet. So, she tried to dodge but instead tripped, falling to the ground again.

I stepped, lightly, on her chest, pinning her to the ground with the sphere pointed directly at her.

She stared up at me with awe; everybody gasped.

I looked around, almost forgetting that there was an audience. None of them spoke for a long while

until a couple of them clapped. Then, almost everyone started cheering.

Everyone except Sarah and her friend.

I smiled pleased, taking my foot off Becca, and helping her to her feet.

“That was incredible!” She breathed, staring at me with wide eyes.

“It was nothing,” I shrugged, putting the sphere back on the rack.

I turned to see Professor Enzo staring at me; his arms folded across his chest and his face

expressionless.

Before I could approach him and ask him what he thought, I heard beeping going across the arena.

I frowned as I realized it was everybody’s phone.

As they all went to check their phones, I heard the gasps and saw the shocked expressions. Becca

covered her mouth with her hand as she stared at her own phone.

“What’s going on?” I asked, glancing over her shoulder.

As soon as I saw what they were all looking at, my heart plummeted into my stomach.

It was a picture of me… kissing… Professor Enzo.