Page 15 of My Demon Teacher

Ryan’s eyes grow wider and his Adam’s apple bobs.

“I…I’m…”

“Your actions will be reported to Dean Colchester, and I expect he’ll take swift action.” Lucian puts his hand up, and the book I’ve been holding flies to him. “I will also confiscate this book to avoid further incidents like this.”

“That’s mine. You can’t take—” Ryan shouts and tries to grab the book, but Lucian steps back and tuts.

“Make your way to the dean’s office, Mr. Byron. Now. And if you’re not there when I arrive, there’ll be further consequences. Understood?”

Ryan stands, huffs, and runs off. As he passes the eldritch creature still writing on the floor, I make my way toward it and raise my hand to touch its shoulder.

“Are you okay?”

The creature turns its inhuman head with the sharp teeth and dark swirling globes of eyes it possesses and stares at me.

You saved me.

Similarly to when he was inside me, the words are images, feelings even, that get translated into words somehow.

I don’t know if it’s possible, but hopefully, with the book Lucian just confiscated, I can learn more about my power.

“Of course. I couldn’t let him do that to you. You don’t deserve it.”

Thank you, Master. You’re so kind.

I shake my head.

“I’m just human. And I care about you. Like I care for all your kind. You don’t deserve to be enslaved.”

The eldritch creature raises its hand and a small but sharp claw runs across my cheek.

I’m free because of you, Master. I owe you my life.

“You owe me nothing.”

I do. Will you allow me to live inside you?

“To…what?”

What is it talking about? I don’t understand. Live inside me?

We can bond with our masters if they allow it. I’d like to bond with you. That way, you will always have access to my power without having to summon me. I can always protect you just like you protected me.

“Oh.”

Lucian comes up to me and puts his hands on my shoulders. He plants a kiss on the back of my head, and I finally allow myself to melt into his arms.

“What’s going on?” he asks.

He is your mate?

I nod.

He’s a good one. Strong. And sexy.

I clear my throat and blink several times. This eldritch creature didn’t just call my boyfriend sexy.

“Thanks?”

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