My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Enzo's POV

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest.

What the hell happened last night?

“Max!” I growled to my wolf, feeling the panic setting in. “What happened?”

“I... don't know,” Max said, equally confused. “Everything went black last night.”

Connie stirred in her sleep before her eyes fluttered over and looked over at me.

"Good morning, handsome,” she said, reaching over to touch my arm, recoiling my arm away from her, allowing her hand to fall to the bed.

She sat up frowning, revealing her naked body beyond the blanket. I grabbed the blanket and quickly covered her.

"What happened last night?” I asked firmly, eyeing her features carefully.

“You don’t remember anything?” She asked, concern on her face.

She glanced down at her naked torso before looking back up at me.

“I think it kind of goes without saying what happened last night,” she said, a little humor in her tone. “This isn't funny, Connie,” I said between my teeth.

I could feel my wolf growing painfully unsettled at the thought of what he had done last night. "We betrayed our mate!” He wailed.

l ignored him and quickly got out of bed. I was relieved I still had my pants on at least, but I had no memory of anything that happened.

The only thing I had was this headache that I couldn't seem to shake.

“I can't believe you can't remember,” Connie pouted. “What was the last thing you remember?” "About time you showed up,” Alpha John growled.

I snapped him a look.

“You called the police?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

“I want this man arrested for the attempted murder of my daughter!” John barked, ignoring me entirely.

Officer Ken sighed.

“I can't arrest an Alpha based on an allegation and you know this,” he said in return. “I only came here to speak with Alpha Enzo and figure out what happened exactly.”

“I already explained that I don't know what happened,” I said, looking between the two of them. “We went out to dinner and then I went to the bathroom. When I returned, she was acting strangely. Soon, she started acting drunk and then I took her home.”

“You had to have done something!” Alpha John growled. “This didn't just happen randomly.”

“I'm afraid that Alpha John is right. Something must have happened during this dinner. Maybe while you were in the bathroom and she was distracted, somebody slipped something into her drink?” Officer Ken suggested.

"Are you out of your mind?!” John hissed. “It was Enzo!l"

“Let me go back to the restaurant and find out what I can,” I said, putting an end to their bickering. “I think that's fair,” Officer Ken agreed.

"What?!" John yelled; Officer Ken stepped in front of him to block him from attacking me.

I didn't give him another look before I turned and walked toward the exit.

“You're just going to let him leave?!” I heard John hissing from behind me.

I tuned out the rest of their words as I left the hospital.

Back at the restaurant, it was still early so they weren't quite open yet. But when they saw me approaching, they were quick to open the doors.

"Alpha Enzo, what can we do for you this early?” I recognized one of the waiters as the waiter that served Bethany and me the night before.

“I came here to speak with you,” I said, eyeing him carefully.

I could see the fear on his face and the color draining from his complexion. The other wait staff looked at him curiously before stepping aside.

"Yes, Alpha?” He asked once we were away from wandering ears.

“Last night, something odd happened with that woman I was with. She started to act strangely when I returned from the bathroom. She got entirely way too drunk after only one glass of wine. She's currently in the hospital and the doctors say she was drugged with a foreign substance. Apparently, she was allergic to it and is in a coma,” I went on to explain.

The waiter gasped at my words and put his hands over his mouth in shock.

"Oh, goddess... no... I had no idea,” the waiter murmured in his hands.

I rose my brows.

“You know something.” It wasn't a question.

The waiter sighed and nodded, tears filling his eyes.

"Yes..." he said, lowering his gaze. “I switched the cups.”

“You switched our cups?” I asked, unsure of what he was talking about. “I don't understand...”

“I saw her put the drug in the cup...” the waiter explained.

“She was trying to drug the cup?” I asked, still trying to get clarity.

He nodded his head once.

“Yes, Alpha. Miss Bethany was trying to drug you.”