The One Night Stand Turns Out To Be My Professor

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Jacob’s POV

There were quite a lot of things running through my mind and the last thing I wanted to do right now was to sit through this council meeting.

I ran my hands through my hair in frustration and gritted my teeth as my eyes went to the wall clock. We still had about an hour till the meeting ended and I was already tired and bored of it.

We’ve been here for a week and Ian had done a very good job resolving the issues that had been on ground. The issues with the lycanthrope ad the witches. He had managed to fish out the people who were starting the rebellion in the vampire realm and they had been punished. With death. This was going faster and smoother than I expected and I wished we would just leave this place already.

Just the few weeks I had spent in the human world and I was already used to it and eager to go back. Or maybe I eager to go back because of her.

I hadn’t been able to stop myself from thinking about her. About her safety. Ian knew it too, and even though he had reassured me that Sophia was taking care of her, and his men were keeping them safe, I couldn’t be sure. I couldn’t trust any man to keep them safe. They could always be bought and swayed to betray us.

I knew I wasn’t supposed to be thinking of her like this bought I couldn’t help it. I knew I said I hated her but fuck that. I didn’t hate her. There was no point in lying to myself that I did when I knew deep down that I didn’t.

I didn’t like her, but I didn’t hate her either.

I looked at the clock once again and I frowned when I saw that we still had about forty-eight minutes till the meeting ended.

Forcing myself to be calm, I sat through the rest of the meeting in silence even though I had zoned out of most of the discussions they were having. It wasn’t like they would dare to call me out on that. They couldn’t do that. Only Ian could and he wouldn’t.

When the meeting was over, I got up to leave but Ian stopped me, gesturing me to come to him while the there’s left the room.

“Where was your head?” He demanded, raising a brow at me.

“Uh?”

“What were you thinking about since? I could tell your head wasn’t here,” he answered. “What have you been thinking about?”

“Nothing,” I answered. I wasn’t about to share my thoughts with him. Not that he’d mock me or anything but I just wasn’t ready to tell him I was worried about Jenny.

“If you’re worried about them,” he began. Of course he already knew what I was worried about. “If you’re worried about her, you shouldn’t be. I told you, there are people watching over them.

“That doesn’t mean they’re safe,” I answered flatly and left the room. I went straight to my chambers and picked up my phone only to see that I had received a voicemail.

I frowned. Who was sending me a voicemail?

I opened it and listened to it.

“There’s someone watching me. There’s someone watching me here and—and I’m scared. Please get back to me the moment you get this please. I’m scared. They’re coming for me.”

My heart skipped the moment I heard her voice. It was her. It was Jenny. Fuck. I raced out of my chamber back to the council room. Ian had gone. I raced to his room and luckily he was there. There was a loud silence ringing in my ear and my vision was occasionally turning black.

“Jacob, what is it?” Ian asked in alarm, walking briskly to me.

“Listen to this,” I snapped and played the voicemail for him. He went pale as he listened and he grabbed the phone from me, listening over and over again.