My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Lila's POV

“Is that Professor Enzo?” Becca asked, stepping beside me, and following my gaze to the window of an incredibly fancy restaurant.

My heart clenched in a tight knot, and I felt Val lowering her head in sorrow as we watched our mate on a date with another woman.

"Yes," I said, my voice sounding incredibly far away.

Brianna gasped as she also saw what we were looking at.

"With Bethany Rochelle?!”

“They are interested in each other,” I said, my voice now sounding strained.

“We should get out of here and finish shopping. We didn’t get nearly enough clothes,” Bri said, trying to avert my attention.

She draped an arm through mine and began pulling me away, but I couldn“t peel my eyes away from the scene in front of me.

This was too painful; it felt like someone had punched me straight in the gut.

"Are you okay, Lila?” Becca asked with a timid frown.

That's right; she doesn't know that Enzo is my mate.

“Yeah,” I said to her, but I knew she didn't believe me.

They both stared at me for a moment longer before Bri pulled me even harder.

“Come on,” she whispered for only my ears. “You don't need to see this.”

I wasn't sure I had the heart to continue this shopping spree. Every time I blinked; I would see Enzo with Bethany. It just hurt too much.

Val was in such agony that I didn’t think she would be able to stay in control. Her heart was so broken and because of that, my heart was broken too. Even if I didn't want Enzo as a mate, the mate bond was too real to ignore.

“I don't know..." I admitted. “Maybe he likes having a backup plan in case he ends up alone.”

As much as it pained me to say those words, I felt they were most likely the truth.

I hated this feeling, and I hated how much pain Val was in.

I pressed the palm of my hand to my chest to provide her with some sort of comfort, so she knows that I'm there for her. But she stayed silent, lowering her head as her heart continued to break. Third person POV

Bethany sat across from the handsome Enzo; she had to admit that she didn't think he would agree to this meeting, especially at such a fancy restaurant. But she has a way with words and she knew Enzo wouldn't be able to resist helping someone in need, regardless of their past mistakes.

She ordered baked Salmon and a glass of wine, while he ordered steak, cooked rare, and a glass of wine as well.

"Why exactly did you want to meet with me?” Enzo asked, eyeing her carefully from across the table. They were in a secluded area, as requested, near a window overlooking the city. This was Bethany's favorite restaurant and her favorite seat.

“Because I owe you an apology,” Bethany said, gazing over at him. “I acted childishly. I don't expect you to forgive me. But I wanted to treat you to a meal to show you my gratitude for your hospitality.”

“I don't really think I'm the one you should be apologizing to,” Enzo said, keeping his tone emotionless.

She was used to his coldness; she found it incredibly attractive. She needed a man who was cold and stern at times... yet tender and loving the other times. She knew Enzo was capable of both.

“I will send Deanna my sincerest apologies as well,” she assured him. “I will also reach out to that Lila girl. I'm afraid I also treated her terribly and I just feel so awful.”

Enzo didn’t say anything, he stared at her from across the table with a face she couldn't quite read. Soon, the waiter came and placed their wine glasses before them.

He filled the glasses and placed the bottle on the table.

“Is there anything else I can get you before your meals arrive?” The waiter asked, staring between the two of them.

“Water,” they both said at the same time.

This caused Bethany to chuckle and Enzo to feel annoyance, but he didn’t make that known to her. The waiter nodded and left the area, leaving them alone once again.

“Il will make it up to you all,” Bethany said. “I really am sorry, Alpha Enzo."

“I appreciate the apology,” he finally said after a long pause.

He took a sip of his wine and cleared his throat.

“I'm going to use the restroom. I'll be back,” he said, standing to his feet.

Bethany watched as he disappeared toward the bathroom.

She smirked.

This was her opportunity; the real reason she asked him here.

She reached into her purse and grabbed a drug that she knew would cause him to be so intoxicated that he would be nothing but submissive to her.

She was going to get him into bed and have her way with him.

Then, she was going to have his baby.