I Kissed My Professor And He Liked It by Caroline Above Story
Chapter 192

Lila’s POV

“Get off her!” I heard Becca crying as she ran in our direction. “I think her arm is broken.”

I was still frozen, remaining on the ground, long after Professor Xander had gotten off me. Students

were gathering around, gawking at the scene before them.

Becca fell to the ground beside me and touched the side of my face gently.

“Lila? Can you hear me? Are you okay?” She asked, her voice trembling as she scanned the rest of my

body.

My breathing was shaky as I struggled to take greedy breaths of air. I hadn’t realized I wasn’t breathing

until the pressure was off my body. I lifted my head slightly to see my arm lying limp beside me.

He actually broke my arm.

“Get her to the nurse,” Xander ordered Becca like he was ordering her to take out the trash. “Then come

back to class.”

Becca didn’t hesitate to stand to her feet. She took my good arm and helped me stand. Everybody was

staring at me with wide and worried eyes. All except for Sarah and a couple of her friends who looked

annoyed by my interruption.

I ignored their hateful looks though and went with Becca, without even looking at Xander, out of the

arena. .

The walk to the nurse’s office was quiet; I could tell Becca had a million things running through her

mind. I was grateful that she was with me though; she kept her hold on my body so I wouldn’t fall over.

It was painful to walk, even when I could feel Val working on healing my injuries. I knew with an arm

break; it was going to take her some time.

“Why would the professor do that to you?” Becca finally asked and I could tell she had tears in her eyes

without even looking at her. “You need to report that.”

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I knew she was right; I couldn’t let him get away with something like that. It seemed like he had some

kind of vendetta against me.

Was it because I was a Volana?

“Do you want me to go with you to the headmaster?” She asked, peering over at my face.

I shook my head.

“No. You should get back to class so he isn’t angry with you,” I told her. “I don’t want him to do this to

you too.”

“Was he mad at you? Is that why he did this?” She asked.

“I don’t know…” I said in return.

We reached the nurse’s office moments later; thankfully there wasn’t anybody there and when she saw

me, she gasped and stood to her feet from her desk.

“Lila? Oh my goddess, what happened?”

“Broken arm…” I said, clenching my teeth as pain rose from my arm and throughout the rest of my

body.

Val was taking her time healing me.

“It happened during our combat and shifting class,” Becca further explained, helping the nurse bring me

to one of the beds.

“Let me take a look,” she said softly, lifting my broken arm and making me wince. “Ouch…” she said

under her breath.

“Will her wolf heal her?” Becca asked with an eyeful of tears.

“Of course, but it might take a little bit. You should get back to class, Becca. I can handle it from here,”

the nurse said kindly, giving Becca a reassuring smile.

Becca looked down at me and I could see the uncertainty in my eyes.

I gave her a small and weak smile of my own, indicating that it was fine that she had left. She nodded,

understanding my cue, and then left without another word.

The nurse went over to the sink across the room and soaked a washcloth with warm water before

returning to me. She placed the cloth over my injured arm, soothing it. I sighed in relief.

“That feels nice,” I said to her.

She nodded and went to grab something from one of her cabinets. When she returned, she had a cup

filled with a mysterious pink liquid.

“Your wolf will heal you soon enough. But drink this stuff and it’ll help with the pain,” the nurse

instructed.

I took the cup from her and took a sip, expecting it to taste a lot worse than it did. But it tasted oddly

sweet. I drank the rest and almost instantly I felt no pain. Actually, my entire body tingled and warmed

up; it started to feel as if I was lying on a cloud.

The thought of Enzo came into my mind suddenly and I remembered how I felt his pain when he got

injured while fighting those rogues.

Did that mean he could feel my pain as well?

I didn’t have my cell phone with me, and I wondered if he was blowing up my phone.

“He can’t feel our pain,” Val assured me. “We are too far. Just like he can’t mindlink us.”

That was a relief to hear.

“So, what exactly happened to you?” The nurse asked, staring at me intently. “You said you came from

combat and shifting?”

I nodded, reliving the moment that Professor Xander attacked me and broke my arm.

“I was combating and got injured.”

“Wasn’t’ the professor there to stop the situation before it escalated?” She asked, confused.

“He wasn’t around,” I told her. “He went to the bathroom.” It was a lie, but I wasn’t sure what else to say.

She looked at me with uncertainty for a moment before giving me a faint smile.

“Just get some rest. Once you are healed you can leave.”

I nodded and watched as she went back to her desk to get some work done.

Within the hour, I was completely healed and was on my way to Tiffany Prescott’s office. Her office was

across campus in a completely different building. The headmaster and the board shared the same office

building; it was also where the campus courtroom was as well. This was where we had the trial for Sarah

last year before she was suspended for a month.

Mrs. Prescott’s office was on the top floor of the building and had a gorgeous view of the entire

campus.

“Take a seat,” she said as soon as I stepped into her office. “Is everything okay? Is it the election? It’s a

couple of weeks away. Have you thought about your campaign?”

“That’s actually not why I’m here,” I told her, meeting her eyes.

Her frown deepened.

“Okay. Then, what’s going on?” She asked, her voice soft and filled with understanding. She made me

feel comfortable.

“It’s actually, Professor Xander…” I told her. “My shifting and combat professor. I really don’t like making

complaints about faculty members. But while in class….” I paused for a moment to gather my thoughts.

“What happened, Lila?” She asked firmly, keeping her eyes on me.

I took a deep breath.

“He broke my arm. I just got back from the nurse. My wolf healed me. But we were combatting, and he

was so rough he broke my arm.”

She was quiet for a moment as she processed what I had just said.

“We take faculty abuse very seriously,” she said, leaning back in her seat. “I understand that in a shifting

academy, injuries like this can take place quite frequently. Thankfully, with the power of our wolves, we

have the power to heal quickly. I see you are already making a recovery from the accident and—”

I nodded instantly.

“It wasn’t an accident. He was trying to hurt me,” I spoke with a little more force than I meant to.

“Were there witnesses to back up your claim?”

“The entire class saw it,” I told her. “He wouldn’t stop despite me asking him to and telling him he was

hurting me.”

She stared around my face for a moment longer before nodding.

“Okay. I will look into it and ask the witnesses for their side of the story. We will touch base with you

later when we’ve come to a decision.”

I nodded and stood to my feet.

“Thank you,” I said to her.

As I left the office, I thought about calling Enzo to tell him what had happened, but I really didn’t want

to involve him in this. Knowing him, he would come to the school and kill Professor Xander.

I took a deep breath as I went outside; the cold fall air filled my lungs with its brisk sharpness and then I

exhaled, calming my body after such a stressful morning. I only had a couple of classes today, one of

which was art with Miss Grace.

After art class, was Werewolf History. Then, I had the rest of the afternoon off.

By the time it neared evening, I received a mindlink from the headmaster.

“Lila, would you mind seeing me in my office please.”

The headmaster was able to mindlink all the students in the school, so it didn’t come as strange to me

to hear her voice in my head.

I went straight to Mrs. Prescott’s office, but I froze when I saw Professor Xander sitting in one of the

chairs.

He met my eyes and to my utter dismay, he smirked.