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“Besides,” I teased.“There’s no way he could have fucked me the way you do.”

“Don’t evenjokeabout that,” Aiden growled.To the professor, who was pretending he hadn’t heard what I’d said, he asked, “Does he remember what I’ve seen now?”

“Now that he isn’t you?No,” the professor replied.“If he were to transform fully into you again, some of the more recent memories would surface.”

“He doesn’t remember the memories when he’s become himself?”I asked, understanding what Aiden was getting at.

Does the shapeshifter remember me naked because Aiden does?

“No, not from what the head guard was able to explain to me,” Professor Reynolds replied, flushing slightly.

I winced and patted his hand.“I’m sorry you were in jail for so long.I promise, we had absolutely no idea that you weren’t here.”

“Ah, well, that’s all part of the story that I have to tell.”

The guards had removed my immobilization spell and hauled the shapeshifter to his feet.

“Time to go back to your cell,” one guard said.

“And your punishment years have increased,” the other added.

“I didn’t escape!”the shapeshifter protested.“It was all a misunderstanding!”

“Turning into a student on purpose and misleading his mate was a misunderstanding?”the first guard asked.

“He was the only one I knew well enough,” the shapeshifter pouted.

“Tell that to the judge,” the second guard said, pulling the shapeshifter along.

They left the school with barely a glance back.

CHAPTER22

“Now,what class are you two supposed to be in?”Professor Reynolds asked, clapping and rubbing his hands together.

It took me a moment to recalibrate, classes being the furthest thing from my mind.

“Yours,” Aiden said.

“Right,” I added.“Sorry.It’s been...Well, a day.”

Aiden chuckled at me.

“If you’re learning from me, it shouldn’t be an issue,” the professor mused.“I’ll send a message to the professor teaching my class that you’re indisposed.”

“Professor Dunlop,” I supplied helpfully.

Professor Reynolds wrinkled his nose.“I suppose he’s the best choice,” he acknowledged.

“You are a million times better,” I said reassuringly.“But he’s been very focused on finding the antidote for the curse that...Umm...didn’t hit you.”

The professor laughed.“Let’s go to my office.”On the way up the stairs, he crafted a message out of his magic and sent it scurrying off to the classroom, where it slipped through the door and vanished from sight.

He unlocked the office door and sighed with contentment, running his fingers over one of the shelves near the doorway.“I didn’t think I’d ever make it back here,” he admitted.“But I’m getting ahead of myself.”He gave himself a little shake.“Draw up some chairs.We have a lot to discuss.”

He sank into his office chair, closing his eyes with a tiny groan.“Ooh yeah, that’s the stuff.”

Aiden took one of the miniature chairs from a bookcase and enlarged it, setting it beside the one I took, opposite the professor.

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