Marked By The Vengeful Alpha

Marked By The Vengeful Alpha

Cindy_bubbles

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Things take a turn when Alpha Kane finds his mate, but things turns out to be worse when she's used as a leverage and the next wolf to die. Would he safe her or sacrifice her for the sake of his pack? What happens when she's the chosen Luna and the one destined to punish he and his pack. Would they get back together or forget everything they once had?

Marked By The Vengeful Alpha Chapter 1 The new professor

Emily's pov

A soft breeze whispered through curtains, coaxing the world from slumber. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through my nose."Hmm," I inhaled the flavor deeply, in a passionate manner. If there was something that I loved so much, it was definitely coffee.Having coffee in the morning is almost equal to breathing for me. I can't function properly without having coffee first, some people might say I have a problem. I stretched my aching muscles in anticipation of a new day."Morning sleepy head ". Jenna my roommate and best friend greeted in a funny manner.She stretched out her hands holding a sizzling cup of coffee towards me."you are the best Jenna ""I know. No one comes close" she winked and I chuckled."So what time did you get in? I thought you were spending the night at Landon's."Well, the butthead had plans with his teammates," she said in quotation like she didn't believe him."I was so mad, it's been so long since I had a taste of his long, thick phallus."Ok! OK! Too much information missy "."Oh please, it's not something you haven't heard before '.Jenna is very outspoken and rebellious. She's been with her boyfriend Landon for almost a year and well, I don't like him. I think he is a big douche and doesn't deserve her.I have only had one boyfriend who was in high school we broke up because we had to go to different universities not like I was hopelessly in love or something. I am a hopeless romantic and Jenna teases me about it every chance. She believes I should explore, date casually, and have mind blowing sex but I believe in fairy tales and falling in love with one special man, get married and have cute babies. I want to experience the love that consumes your whole being."Did you hear the news?! Jenna brought me out of my daydream."What news?! I queried sipping on my coffee slowly."Of course,! She rolls her eyes."You never hear about anything because you always have your nose in a book and ignore everyone."Well, we have a new English professor""Wee-wee Eh" she shrieks excitedly."Why are you so excited about a new professor? I questioned suspiciously."Rumor had it that he is such an eye candy, he's 6:5 tall, has mouthwatering muscles and he looks like a GQ model. I can't wait to meet him."I don't really care what he looks like, I only hope he's better than Mr. Cooper.Mr. cooper was our last English professor, he was fired for assaulting a female student, he was such a pervert."You are so weird" she countered."Just get ready or we are going to be late for school " "yes mother" Jenna curtsied in mockery. News Villein University, was the best college in Eldra and it is an honor to study here. As an only child, it took a lot of convincing before my parents allowed me to go so far from home. My parents, especially my precious daddy are very overprotective.For some reason, I think they are scared of something."Stop daydreaming and walk faster" I want to get to class before our hottie professor gets there '. Jenna retorted, startling me in the process.Jenna and I are business administration majors; we are like two opposite peas in a pod. we are similar yet so different.We burst into class and found it extremely crowded, which was quite rare. I guess news does travel fast.After about ten minutes, the door of our classroom opens and a very tall man with long dark hair in a bun walks in.Whistles and hooting were heard from different corners of the class. He wore a blue button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and you could tell he worked out a lot because his muscles were bulging."oh my God, he looks so hot"., Jenna squealed like a little girl beside me.He finally looked up towards the class and my breath hitched. He was the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life, his eyes were a mixture of sea blue and purple, with jaws that could cut through glass."Damn, what a man" "He is hotter than Henry Cavill".Different whispers could be heard but I don't blame them. I think it's a crime to be that good-looking."Enough!!! A deep baritone voice ensued from him startling the class."As you all know; I will be replacing your English professor for a short while. My name is Kane Salvatore.""Hmm, are you related to Stephan and Damon Salvatore from the vampire diaries because you are one hot specimen "Brenda flirted batting her lashes.I rolled my eyes in annoyance and I guess I wasn't the only one because he looked like he could set her on fire with just his eyes.Brenda Fraser thinks she's God's gift to men, I believe she has slept with half of the football team if not all of them."Miss ......." he drew closer to me, trying to cause an intimate position." Fraser or you can call me baby" she voiced flirtatiously making the class burst into laughter."I do not appreciate your immature sentiments, if you want to be a part of my class, I suggest you keep your mouth shut or you get out!!!! He shouted in anger scaring and startling everyone. There was something about his words and voice that made you want to obey him."I have a special power that I'm not afraid ....", my phone decided to ring out at that particular moment.All eyes were on me and I wished the ground would open up and swallow me.He looked intensively at me and I almost burst into flames with how red my cheeks were."If you were sensible you would know that all devices should be on silent before a class starts". Brenda snickers and smiles in mockery."I hope this doesn't repeat itself, Am I clear!!!! He says still staring at me."yes sir "I answer almost in tears."Now, before we get to today's lesson, I would love you all to introduce yourselves " Introductions started from the first rows and when it finally got to me, I was a blabbing mess, for some reason, I couldn't make a coherent sentence."em! Em! My name.. my name is... is...."Oh God! Can you get to it already? Brenda whined annoyingly.I twiddled my fingers in embarrassment and anxiety."My name is Emily Keeler".He stared at me so intensely like he could see through me. I zoned out throughout the entire lesson majorly because I was staring and daydreaming about our new professor. "how can someone so handsome be so mean""Now class, I have some books I want you all to review, I'm sure some of you have read it or at least seen it." He looked straight at me while saying this and I noticed a flicker of silver in his eyes."Review it and in our next class, you will tell me what your thoughts are about a specific character." "Are you ok!?, Jenna tapped me and I nodded."That will be all, class dismissed.Jenna and I stood up gathering our things and I looked toward him. Our eyes met and I looked away fast, blushing like a preschool girl I ran out of the class like my butt was on fire."Wow! He is so hot, isn't he??"I will do him "Jenna says dreamily."But are you ok? you look red like a tomato."I am good, thanks" "Well, did you notice how he stared at you throughout the lesson? I think even the whole class noticed."I don't think so, you saw wrong" I retorted. I thought back to when his eyes turned silver or it could have just been my eyes playing tricks on me"Maybe, "she says staring into space.After my last class for the day, I headed to the library. The library is my sanctuary. It was a quaint place with soft lightning illuminating the hushed atmosphere. The air is filled with the soft scent of aged paper, fostering an ambiance that encourages learning and retrospection. I was seated in a quiet corner engrossed in my favorite book "The Mafia King and his angel'. In the world of stories, I was a silent participant, connecting with my characters and lost in the magic woven by the author's words.My phone's sudden buzz shattered the silence, jolting me out of my reverie. My fingers fumbled to answer and Jenna's loud and shrill voice rang out."Guess what!!I signed knowing it was one of her usual excitement rounds.'There's a bonfire tonight at the creek close to the Salvatore mansion. we have to go and please don't say no.' She begged dramatically.'you need to have more fun and as your best friend, it's my duty". Jason also asked about you and I think he likes .. you, she sang out.'I don't want to go out today and it's a weeknight, also I have to call my parents, you know how nervous and antsy they get when they don't hear from me daily.'plus I don't like Jason, I know he's cute and all but he's a man whore, why would I be interested in him?"I didn't ask you to marry him, just have fun with him and maybe some rounds of mind-blowing sex, you are twenty not eighty missy. Your parents won't die if they don't hear from you for just one day. After thinking for a short while, i finally agreed. well, it won't hurt right"?"But I won't stay long '."thank you! Thank you, I know the perfect outfit you should wear.

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