Surrogacy For Exs Uncle Professor

Robin

I remember the first time I set foot on Henderson Supernatural Academy. The acceptance letter had been shocking because I didn't even know I was capable of magic! They claimed they had done some digging and called me the Red Moon Witch, a powerful witch of legend who would one day bring all covens together.

When I spoke to my Grandmother, or Abuela as I called her, she said that they were right. I did have magic. Magic ran in our family, but I was a late bloomer. Whether I was the Red Moon Witch was not something she could say.

She encouraged me to go to the school and accept the offer. I did. Soon after joining, I was able to harness my magic for the first time, and it was the strangest thing! For so long, I thought I was a typical mortal, but not.

Magic seemed to come to me easily-more easily than I ever thought it would. I truly never thought it would come to me this easily.

Some of the other students weren't very accepting, viewing me as a try-hard. When I met my best friend, Kathryn, she said they were just jealous assholes. I just had to ignore them. Kathryn Laurent was a half-witch and half-vampire who had been going to the school for over two years now.

We hit it right off, and I was blessed to have met her.

The other person I met was Victor Volkov, a werewolf at the school. He was the typical boy next door who was the star of the basketball team.

But as of three days ago, I regret ever meeting that guy.

I remembered it like it was yesterday. Or three days ago.

With a sigh, I turned and headed to my boyfriend's dorm room. I heard his voice inside and lifted my hand to knock, but then I froze.

"Oh my god, Victor more!"

I paled.

Victor was... sleeping with someone?

I pushed open the door and saw my boyfriend lying on the bed. His sandy blond hair was sticking up in every direction his brown eyes full of pleasure.

But I wasn't the one causing him this pleasure.

The woman bouncing on his lap was a stranger. She had cat-shaped ears that were out, her tail swishing back and forth.

In times of pleasure and fear, animal features could make themselves known.

I stood there for a while, in shock. It took some time for Victor to notice me, but when he did, he shoved the girl off his lap, causing her to hit the floor.

Could this be happening? I didn't know if I could say that I was in love with Victor, but I enjoyed his company. Being around him was fun, and I could see myself caring for him more seriously one day.

"Fuck Robin, it isn't what it looks like!"

This was always the dumbest excuse in the world. How the hell could he sit there after fucking another woman and say it wasn't what it looks like? The man must be crazy because it was exactly what it looked like.

I almost wanted to bitterly joke about him falling into the cat shifter's dick first.

I blinked back tears. "Are you saying it doesn't look like you were screwing some other woman?"

"I-"

"Fuck off, Victor," I hissed, my anger growing. "The two of us are over."

I spun around and left the room. Victor was shouting for me to stop, but I ignored him.

"Robin, please, just let me explain!" he yelled.

He sounded desperate, like he almost wanted to start crying or something. Why did he have any right to cry after what he did to me? I wanted to scream, run over to him, and punch him in the face, but no violence was going to do anything.

Or I could set him on fire. I was a witch, but that could get me kicked out of class. I didn't want to be kicked out of class.

I heard him scramble after me, his footsteps heavy, but I refused to look back. Hope he remembered to at least put clothes on.

"Robin, I love you!" he shouted, his voice desperate now, cracking on the last word.

I reached for the door, my hand shaking as I turned the knob.

"You love me?" I laughed bitterly, the sound harsh. "If you loved me, Victor, you wouldn't be on top of some other woman, would you?"