My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 0460 I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat and tried desperately not to overthink things.

Sarah chuckled into the mic and waved at the cheering audience.

“Oh, please. You guys are too much,” she laughed. “But it's time to get serious. You all deserve a president who isn't afraid to get dirty. I can get shit done and you all know this to be true. I have never backed down from a fight and I can get you anything you ever wanted. When I'm president, I'm planning on getting only the best foods imported from the finest restaurants. I think we all deserve delicious and healthy foods. Don’t you think?” Everybody cheered loudly for her and stomped their feet, my face warmed.

“Also, my dad just informed me that we are opening a coffee shop on this very campus. Of course, I'll be in charge of it,” she said simply. “ I'll be needing some workers though so if anyone is interested, see me after the

election.” Everyone cheered again and she chuckled while waving.

“Vote for me, and you'll get a lot of really cool things,” Sarah continued. “I won't let you down." She turned away while everyone cheered again, and she resumed her seat next to me.

She gave me a smug look before turning her attention to the front.

That was hardly even a speech.

Headmaster Prescott walked to the podium again and I could see she had a plastered smile on her lips as she cleared her throat.

“Thank you, Sarah. That was quite an interesting speech,” she said; I knew she was forcing her voice to remain even. "Now for our second candidate, Lila.” A bunch of students clapped, including my friends in the front row. But it wasn't nearly as loud as the applause for Sarah, which was kind of discouraging.

As I stood in front of everybody, my eyes scanned the crowd. Some of them stood still, unmoving. It felt strange but I cleared my throat and gave my best smile.

I stared down at my speech; it suddenly didn't feel as natural as I'd like it to sound. So, I crumbled it in my hands and decided to just speak from my heart.

“I can’t promise you the same things Sarah promised,” I admitted into the mic. “I cant promise you gourmet foods, and coffee shops.

I can't buy my way through this. I'm hoping I can get through with my heart because I have a lot of that to go around. I love this school; the faculty, and the students mean a lot to me.

That's why I came up with this committee because I wanted only the best for everyone. I don't care if I win or lose, I just hope whoever wins does right by this school and not let money do the job for them. There are a lot of things I'd like to see happen around this school. Some of which are fun dances and events for us all to enjoy. Starting new clubs like a community service program, fundraisers for everyone to participate in, and really

awesome school projects that bring us together as a community. Opening a tutoring center with your classmates as your tutors so we can help each other succeed. If were to win this election, I wouldn't be the one running this committee; you would be.” I paused when everyone began to clap loudly; my friends in the front row stood up to applaud me and they started a chain reaction of everyone standing. .

I smiled, relieved that my speech went well and that this was almost over.

Just as 1turned to walk back to my seat, I felt the earth under me begin to quiver, nearly knocking me to the ground. The lights in the auditorium flickered and everyone gasped at the strange sensation that fell upon the entire hall. ¢ There was a dark haziness that fell upon my vision, making it difficult to see. But after a short while, the haziness cleared, and the only thing left was the ghostly quiet auditorium.

Looking around at everyone's stunned faces,

they looked like they had just gotten smacked in the face with an invisible force. And then mayhem started.

Some students in the back began to scream at the top of their lungs which caused everyone to jump.up in terror.

“My magic!!! It's gone!!” One of the girls, a witch, had screamed from the back of the room.

“Mine is too!” Another cried.

Was all the witch's magic gone completely? I glanced down at Brody who was staring bug- eyed at Sarah. I could tell something was seriously wrong, but I couldn't focus on that right now. I was more curious about the witches losing their magic. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

But'then I heard a nearby voice, and I looked down to see one of Sarah's friends shivering and crying with a small group.

“What the hell happened?” She cried, her entire body trembling. “How did I get here?” “Why can't I remember the last day or so?”

Another cried.

“Who did this to us??”