My Werewolf Professor by Marian Tee Read Free Book Online Page B

thinking.
    “Anyway, I was thinking, the only way I can pass now is if…” She took a deep breath. “Could I drop by your place, Professor, and have you tutor me privately?”

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    Hours later, Kassia was sliding into the passenger seat of the professor’s sports car. He closed the door after her, and when he joined her inside she said nervously, “You have a beautiful car, Professor.” It was such a lame thing to say, especially since she didn’t actually know what kind of car the professor’s was. But she said it anyway, just to give her something else to hear besides the loud erratic sound of her heartbeat.
    As the professor started the car and drove out of the school’s parking lot, Kassia found herself babbling even more.
    “Thank you for agreeing to tutor me.”
    Crickets.
    “I hope I won’t be a bother to anyone. I mean, if you’re living with anyone in your place.”
    Still crickets.
    “And, umm, you don’t have to worry about where I should sleep or anything. I’m not picky, and I’m used to roughing it since my grandparents and I love to go camping every spring break.”
    More crickets.
    “I think I should sing a song,” Kassia blurted out. Anything was better than this too-awkward silence, she told herself. Anything. And so she opened her mouth and started to sing. A country song, of course, because she was proud of her roots.  
    Alessandro almost gaped at his passenger as the most god-awful sound on earth filled his car. What. The. Fuck? Who would ever have thought that someone as angelic-looking as Kassia would have a voice like, well, a squealing pig?  
    It literally hurt to listen to her, and if he weren’t so bent on keeping his distance from Kassia, he would have told her so. But since he was, Alessandro simply gritted his teeth and told himself to bear it. He mustn’t talk to her, mustn’t let her get too comfortable under his skin.  
    Even now, he wasn’t quite sure how Kassia had ended up having her way. All he knew was that allowing Kassia to spend the night in his place was madness, but it was a folly he hadn’t been able to resist.
    Beside him, Kassia was still singing, and it had only gotten worse in the past ten seconds. He waited for the urge to throw her out of the car to come, but it didn’t. Instead, he found himself wanting to shut her up…with a kiss.
    The thought had Alessandro gritting his teeth some more, his fingers gripping the wheel more tightly. What. The. Fuck. Was. Wrong. With. Him?
    A sly voice inside his mind taunted him about déjà vu. Perhaps this was how it started with his older brother and his wife?  
    Alessandro rejected the thought as soon as it occurred to him. Fuck no. He was taking Kassia home with him because he was in lust with her.  
    But then, the sly voice continued, why is Kassia the only girl you’ve taken to your home? Why nobody else?
    Because…because it was all part of the plan, the answer to the challenge his older brother had thrown at Alessandro. Kassia was the woman he needed but hadn’t bothered to look for, the one to make Domenico Moretti stop acting like a lovesick fool and return to being the alpha of their clan.
    That was it. Just that.  
    She was nothing more than a means to an end, never mind if she also got him talking to himself.
    Kassia started in her seat when she heard the professor mutter an expletive under his breath. It was uncommon for the professor, and she paled at the sound. Knowing that there could only be one reason for it, she forced herself to adopt a lighthearted tone as she asked, “Do you want to turn the car around?”
    The professor stiffened. “Have you forgotten something at school?”
    “No.” She lifted her chin. “But I think you’re being too quiet, and I d-don’t like the idea that I’m forcing myself on you.”
    The professor gazed at her broodingly.  
    Kassia started to panic. Oh, no, no. Hell no. She averted her gaze, warning him shakily, “Don’t think that’s going to