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

Xade’s pov

“You’re a mess,” Xaden grumbled as he throw empty beer cans in the trash bag he held with the other hand. He glared at me. “That shit reeks.”

I make a noise at the back of my throat, gripping the beer can I had in my hand harder until it crumbled. “I don’t get why you’re even drinking this crap when it has little effect on you. You’re a damn shifter, human alcohol doesn’t do shit.” Xaden pointed out.

I shrugged, tossing the crumbled can in the trash bag. “The taste is as bitter as my soul. We match.”

Xaden sighed and continued to clean up. “You’ve been like this for days. The outside world is calling you little brother.”

I glanced at him boredly. “I did go to the lecture today. I think the outside world has seen me enough.”

Xaden brow arched upward. “And I’m wondering why today of all days you actually listened and went. We both know you saw her today. That’s why you really went, for her.”

I rip my eyes away, my heart squeezing. Seeing her today was not only painful but it made my beast crawl at my insides. Her scent had been so overwhelming and after days of not seeing her and being in her presence, I was drunk on just one look at her.

staying away from your mate while she can’t even remember you. Not one flicker of recognition,” My heart pained, and I want nothing more than to push my

gaze softened and reached over to squeeze

“I didn’t care about the way the others stared at me as if I am some new species. I didn’t care that no one recognized me. But it fucking tore my soul when she hadn’t.” My voice cracks and I

was right, the beer tastes like shit and it

clench the beer in my hand hard, my claws digging into the cheap metal. The liquid

grumble under my breath. “So they could force me to mark her and risk

me, Xaden had slammed his palm on the countertop. “You’re dying and she doesn’t even remember you! Now you are to stay far away from

him and watch him duck just before it smashed his face. “I’d do anything to protect her! A werewolf mark can

up the beer can and sent it flying towards me while he growled. “Maybe Avery isn’t

across the chest and prayed it would somehow make a huge impact

for years, me and her. But the risk

gaze softened and he run a hand down his face in frustration. “She should have that choice. If she had known, do you really think she’d not let you mark her? She’d risk it Xade, you know

keys to the car. “Where are you going?” He asked behind me,