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

Avery’s pov

Defeat. Helplessness. Pain.

Those emotions run through me like a tidal wave, tugging on my last restraints to not give up. The earlier words of Xade promising to come pushed through, however the snagging of my breath from Kyan’s fingers around my neck made it impossible to grasp those words as my last hope.

I try to scratch at his hand that swathe around my neck like steel, but it doesn’t do much since I am losing all the little strength I had. The fear of how all this would turn out but into my flesh like little restless ants.

All I could do was have the tears of defeat roll down the corners of my eyes.

As the shadows of darkness creep closer to me, my breathing begin to slow with his eyes being the last in my vision. Kyan. A monster.

The noise around, which had only had been my struggle sounds and his grunts of anger and hisses, became deafening as darkness wrapped around me. However before I could fully go into my consciousness, a loud banging noise pierced through my eardrums followed by a very bone-chilling animal snarl.

It was the last thing I manage to hear before a wave of darkness consumed me fully.

Xade’s pov

me. I’m driving fast through the streets, not caring that I was being reckless. I had to get

what exactly Kyan was doing

someone were to really look inside the vehicle they’d see me shifting before their eyes. Thankfully

ribs, my beast trembling to be free of my human flesh to hunt and to hurt the a*shole who

Kyan.

won’t be breathing when I’m

lips, my beast so close to the surface, my human soul withering away to the back. I try to ground myself, not wanting to expose myself to the

gas, barreling through the streets. I get honks, curses flinging at me from every direction, but I don’t care as my main focus and priority was to get to V before the

thing I was a bit closer. If was back at my penthouse I’m not

the backseat and throw it over me in haste. Since my beast was challenging

able to hide some of the visible signs. Flinging the door open, I don’t bother to even close it as I rush inside the building, pushing my hands in the pocket of my hoodie to block the sight