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

Avery’s pov

The air around us feel electric, something like zapping electricity swirling through the air circling us two alone. The music drones out in my ears and suddenly I can no longer hear the chatter of anyone else but hear his breathing.

His hand lingers in my waist, the heat of his fingers somehow sinking into my skin. I shuddered, pulling in a long drag of air. I am in a trance and unable to move my eyes off his.

Blue. So blue.

He gripped me harder, his pupils dilating oddly and I could have sworn I saw a flash of something strange in his eyes, a flicker of red. But it must have been the stupid disco light they had hanging from the ceiling.

Suddenly I am pulled out of my daze when Melissa slides up to me, her voice sharp with fake confusion and worry. “Avery I’ve told you many times you must watch where you’re going,” her sultry eyes slide over to the mysterious hot guy and her eyes twinkle as though she had just got a new favorite toy.

“I’m sorry for that hottie, my friend can be so clumsy,” Melissa flirted and twirled her hair.

Her stare unnerved me and I found myself subconsciously grinding my teeth and glaring at her while she stared at my mysterious guy with love struck eyes.

My guy?

I reddened at the thought, my eyes shifting over to him slowly only to be surprised that his eyes were on me the entire time and had not spared a glance at Melissa. “Are you okay?” His hoarse voice questioned, his stunning eyes rolling down my frame and making me shiver.

I smiled and nod, trying to act cool. I don’t know why but he makes me nervous and giddy. Something

you’re heading out for some fresh air?” Melissa nudged me slightly, giving me that look that told me to walk

and shyly looked at the mysterious hot guy under my lashes. “You left before I could

her jaw so slack a fly could enter. ” Wait

mysterious guy looked at me with a quirked amused brow, eyes twinkling.

up, but she’s not even

mumbled, wanting the floor to open up and swallow me

me to the porch. I wanted

everyone had left and went to party inside. The cool air

belly knotting. Will he follow after me? I rolled my lower lip between

and closing. My pulse quickened and I prayed it was him. I shudder when

tall frame

can a mere stranger make me feel

fingers gripping the banisters hard when he approaches me, his eyes staring at me with an intensity that makes my knees weaken. I lean my bottom against the banister for support,

“Why do

eyes flicked lower, to my throat, to my pulse and

he stopped in front of me. His jaw is set hard and it’s like he is straining to contain himself. “I shouldn’t be here with you V,” his voice cracks, and his hand reach forward and I held my breath,