The Werenun’s Dirty Professor

Chapter 5

Reina’s POV

“So the convent knew I was special?” I whispered to myself, shaking my head with a sigh.

“Yes,” Julian replied.

“Still give me another proof before I fully believe it.”

“Do you wonder why you’re the only exceptionally intelligent nun to attend a secular college and not missionary, among the three hundred sisters in the convent?

Julian’s words pierced through like a sword. It was the truth, nothing but the truth. At a time like this, I didn't know how to react. His lips curved into a brief smirk.

“No wonder I was given a scholarship to study in a secular university, alone.”

Reality hit deep but all I thought was that it’s because I was too good. I never knew. Julian kept his eyes on me, watching my every expression, reading me like a book, then he gave me a light, amusing smile. My breath was stolen away from my lungs. The cutest I’ve ever seen his face be.

“Yeah!” He switched back quickly to serious, peering at his wristwatch.

“We will be leaving in the next three hours on a helicopter, get yourself prepared and do the best you can to enjoy your life as a nun for the short while you have. With setting foot back into your family as a royal, your life ceases to be yours and the moon goddess alone.”

The words hit deep but he never stayed to watch my expression, he walked out to the next room to stay or pick something, I couldn’t tell immediately.

I had a quick flashback pondering on his last statement. What happens to my forever profession as a nun, a life I'd come to love over the years? I guessed I'll be a religious female Alpha King.

Elisa, Carolina and Brian. Will I ever see them again? The only friends I'd managed to make in my entire life outside the convent.

I sighed, sitting on the bed and clutching my hands before me. Julian came in again, stood still by the door, our eyes met before he turned to face the window again in his bodyguard style.

“What will happen to you and I as mates when I return to my family?”

My voice trembled, barely above a whisper. I wasn’t even sure if I wanted an answer, yet my heart begged for it.

Julian turned slowly, his body tense. For a moment, he didn’t speak. The silence between us stretched longer than it should have, filling the room like a thick fog. He stared at me with those stormy eyes, then took a step forward.

“That depends on you,” he said in a low voice. “You're the one who took a vow. You chose a path that doesn't include a mate—at least, not a man like me. And I'm sure we'd never be together, so flush off the thought.”

I looked away quickly, embarrassed, my chest rising and falling. Did he know I have feelings for him? “My vows mean alot to me,and I was just a child when I dedicated myself to being a nun, nothing can change that..”

“You’re not a child anymore.”

His words wrapped around me like fire. I stood from the bed, feeling small in my simple nun dress, my hands still trembling from all I’d heard. I didn’t know if it was anger, fear, or desire boiling inside me. Maybe all three.

“You think it’s that easy?” I snapped, surprising even myself. “To just walk away from everything I’ve believed, everything I’ve stood for?”

Julian’s eyes flickered. “I didn’t say it would be easy.”

He took another step forward. We were closer now, so close I could feel the heat radiating from his body. His jaw was clenched tight, and I saw it—the struggle inside him. He wasn’t just a bodyguard. He wasn’t just my mate.

He was a man fighting his own demons.

“I’m not even in your status Princess Reina, I'm just a mere bodyguard and a professor.” He said suddenly.

My breath caught in my throat.

“I’ve done things I’m not proud of. And if the moon goddess really wanted us to be together, why would she pair a man like me with someone like you? A nun. A royal. A woman meant to rule.”

Tears stung my eyes, but I held them in. “Don’t say that. Don’t act like you don’t want this.”

He stepped back, rubbing his face roughly with one hand. “Of course I want this! Every cell in my body pulls toward you. Every time you breathe, I hear it like a song. I’m not blind, Reina. I feel it.”

“Then why are you pushing me away?” I whispered.

“Because I have to,” he growled. “Because if I don’t, I’ll ruin you and I stand no chance in being with you. I don't want to be the reason you go against everything you stand for. You don’t deserve that.”

Silence again.

This time, I moved closer. I placed a hand gently on his chest. I could feel the rapid beating of his heart, and it matched mine.

“You won’t ruin me,” I whispered. “You already saved me.”

Julian's hands twitched at his sides, as if he wanted to touch me but didn’t trust himself to stop. His face lowered, lips parting slightly. For a second, it felt like time paused. I could hear the birds outside, the ticking clock on the wall, even my own heartbeat thudding loudly in my ears.

And then he kissed me.

It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t soft. It was desperate, like two souls trying to breathe through each other. His hand cupped my cheek as mine clutched the front of his shirt. I didn’t care about vows or titles or destiny. I cared about the way he made me feel alive.

But the kiss didn’t last.

Julian pulled away suddenly, breathless and shaken.

“I shouldn’t have done that,” he muttered, stepping back as if I’d burned him. “Forgive me.”

I didn’t speak. I just touched my lips, already missing the taste of him. I was going crazy, everything happening right now was totally against me.

“I’m supposed to protect you,” he said, pacing now. “Don't fall for you. Not touch you.”

I sat on the edge of the bed again, my legs weak. “You didn’t force me. Besides, you told me to enjoy my life before I return to the royal family. I kissed you back. And I'm sorry for that.”

“That doesn’t make it right.”

“But it doesn’t make it wrong either,” I argued. “The bond between us was created by the moon goddess. That means something, doesn’t it?”

Julian shook his head, clearly torn. “You’re going back to your family to become the first female Alpha King. You’ll rule the country and all of us werewolves.” He cleared the air with a serious aura. No jokes.

“You’ll sit on a throne. Do you really think they’ll let you keep a commoner like me by your side? And besides you stand no chance of being with anybody as you're a werenun.”

“I don’t care what they want! And what I am.”

“Well, I do!” he roared. “I care about your future. I care about your safety. And I care enough to walk away if it means you’ll have peace.”

I stood up sharply. “So you’d rather let me suffer than fight for me?”

His silence was my answer.

The air between us turned cold. My hands fell to my sides. I wanted to scream. To cry. To beg. But I didn’t.

Instead, I walked to the window, looking out at the forest that bordered the estate. Clouds were gathering—thick, grey, and angry.

A storm was gathering. Maybe inside me too.

The helicopter was here. It's departure time. I stood at the crossroad of life, between being a common nun and living an ordinary religious life to being a religious royal, a ruler. How do I even affirm that everyone will accept me? How am I supposed to know I'll be capable of holding the reins of power when I'm only a woman?

Julian sighed behind me. “I’ll be waiting by the helicopter.”

He didn’t say another word. He just turned and left, shutting the door softly behind him.

I closed my eyes, tears slipping silently down my cheeks.

I had made a vow to God. But what if He was the one who gave me Julian? Or is this another temptation to test my faith in Him?

And this super hot, sexy bodyguard will always be my bodyguard?

Oh God!