My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) by Demiah13

Avery’s pov

His words brushed against me in a cold taunting way. They’re filled with mocking and hostility, not welcoming at all. But despite that, I stepped foot into the room, aimlessly looking around.

Now that Xade was no longer here, the room felt cold and unwelcoming, empty.

“Where is it?” I asked. I had the necklace on the night I slept with Xade for the first-time, I never realized it was gone. Perhaps I had been so busy and caught up in my feelings that nothing else mattered.

Kyan replied dryly. “Look-for-it yourself.” I heard the door click t and I stiffen. I didn’t want to show him that I was scared or anxious.

I frowned, turning to face him. “Is it even here or is this some kind of sick joke to get me alone so you can call me a whore again?”

His cold dead eyes cast me with taunting look as he sneered, folding his arms and leaning against the door. “Well aren’t you a whore? Did I lie?”

I flinched, my brows furrowing even more into a frown. “You’re so full of shit Kyan. Calling me a whore when you were cheating on me during the entire relationship with Cora.”

He didn’t look surprised that I knew, only looked bored. He must have figured I overheard them speaking. I shook my head in disgust. “It’s fine though, I guess we can call it even and move on with our lives. It was best things ended the way it did or I would be fooling myself to think I actually like someone as vile as you.”

hit something hard. The closet door. I gasped, flinching when his palms hit the wood, both plastered beside my head.

his body felt like painful fire in my

brave since getting f*cked Avery.” He snarled, eyes darkening to a scary color of fury. I pushed closer to the door,

I said firmly, but my cowering form must look pitiful to him. My soul stirs uneasily when he takes a lick of my hair and twirls it around his finger. “So brave

Avery. Don’t let him walk all over

my and to his chest and pushed. He’s surprised

his hairline. “Even got a

gth,” he snorted..

be insulted by you or care what you think of me. Give me the necklace sol can

slits. Seeing that he was not responding. 1 gritted my teeth and spat. “Coming here was a mistake! I should have known you were onto

rolling to the floor. I shift my eyes to his line of

would not have to spend anymore time here. I rush to it and bend over to retrieve the necklace. As my fingers wrap around the thin gold rings. something

before me, not a single emotion as guilt

his forehead more. prominent. “You can give it freely

throat and I thought I’d soon have a

chuckle dryly. “Do you think it’s any fair you whore?” My feet felt like they were