Chapter 6

• Emily's POV
• I'm pretty sure when I get to the main road, I'd see a taxi. When I reach campus, I'll call my sister who lives in Scotland and let her know what has befallen me. As a single mother and exiled by dad for getting pregnant while still in college, she stood the possibility of being the only one that would understand me.
• As for Calvin, I was afraid to tell him this.
• While walking, I hear footsteps behind me. Adrenaline flared up and I shivered. I decided to quicken my steps but before I could take a step further, I felt a firm grab on my arm.
• I turned, four guys were behind me. They seemed to be high on drugs as I sensed the stench of hard drugs. I'm a werewolf and I could sense things easily.
• “You're so sexy, let's have a night with you!” One of them stepped forward, placing his hand behind me and going low towards my ass where I grabbed him with all of my strength and flinged his hand away.
• “Ohhh, she's resisting!” One of the guys chuckled, he seemed to pull something from his pocket, when I really got to see what it was, my heartbeat skyrocketed.
• A jack knife.
• “Jack her up!” He ordered his guy and they pulled me up from the ground. Then he came close to me, leaning his face towards mine and giving a fierce sneer. “Resist again and you watch me cut your delicate skin to pieces.”
• Goosebumps appeared all over my body. When they carried me along with them, I thought mine had finished. I clutched my bag which contained the pregnancy result and my phone as though it was the last thing I could save.
• My wolf was going low with despair when I heard this strong, familiar scent behind me.
• “Where are you taking her to?”
• They turned to this voice. It was Calvin. My heart’s tension dropped and I felt that warm sensation cascade over me. My savior was right here but then I was afraid and wondered how he would defeat these four guys who were gangsters.
• He balled his fist, seeing he was ready to engage them they dropped me on the bare ground encircling round me so I won't escape. I watched with awe as Calvin somersaulted and dealt each one of them with terrible blows. They each pulled out their knives but with a quadruple blow, using both of his hands and legs, he pushed the knives off their hands. The gang leader, seeing that Calvin was gonna defeat them, pulled out a gun, pulled the trigger.
• “Ahhh-hhh!”
• My voice pulled out into a frightened tone, I couldn't watch with my own eyes see my mate go low. My voice went with the sound of the gun, the bullet was sent flying in the air. Luckily, Calvin was so quick with his werewolf speed. Unexpectedly, he twisted the guy's hand towards himself such that the gun pointed at him, he forced his fingers into pulling the trigger.
• Boom!
• The gang leader was shot. Calvin grabbed the gun and pointed at the rest of the gang, out of fear they rang away.
• “Are you hurt?” He asked as he rushed towards me, checking my body. I shook my head. At this spot, our face was close and his scent washed over me. The tension rippled in my core and I began to feel so deep for him. Our eyes steadied on each other and his face began coming closer to mine.
• I closed my eyes, expecting the kiss which came crashing on my lips. His lips worked their way from one corner of my lips to the other. I was lying on the bare ground and one of his knees was on the ground beside me. I controlled my breath, grabbing his arms. I was wet. I wanted to do it with him here and now.
• Suddenly he pulled away and I grabbed his arms to stop him but his strength defeated mine and he succeeded in pulling away. We were breathing hard.
• “No! No! This isn't right mate.” His voice was gentle, yet quacky. I watched his face, he was trying so hard before he could say this. His eyes spoke it all, they looked so warm and tender at me, they told me he wanted me, he wanted us to fuck but then circumstances stood on our way and I'm pretty sure he must be from a conservative family like me.
• “I wish he wasn't like me!” I cried inside of me to my wolf. Even as he refused to go further, his hands didn't leave my arms which he grabbed tenderly.
• “Come on, I'll send you back.” He whispered to me and carried me off the ground like a baby up to the main road where he got a taxi for me.
• I got inside reluctantly. I was so attracted to his scent, touch and presence that I didn't want to leave him alone yet there was this resisting pull in him which wanted to keep us far apart.
• “Mate, I'm sorry this has to happen. I don't wanna see you again. We can't do this!” He muttered to me, then he turned to the driver, “No matter how she protests, drop her inside of Oxford Campus. I'll call the Chief Security Officer and obtain permission for you to drop her inside. It's midnight and the gates must be closed.”
• “Is it because you're my professor?” I lashed out of anger. I wondered if people could no longer fall in love just because one partner is a professor in class.
• He shook his head. “There's more to what you can see!” He waved at me. “Take good care of yourself.”
• The driver started the car and drove away while I kept on staring at him with a cloud of tears in my eyes.
• “Why would he say we can't be together and what secrets is he talking about?” These questions rocked my chest. When I remembered I was pregnant and I wanted to tell him, it was too late. The driver had gone far and he wouldn't stop no matter what I did or said.
• But would my telling him change the situation? Would it have made him want me to stay with him rather?