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

Avery’s pov

Fingers dig into my neck, the pressure causing me to wince. There was a weight on top of me, hot breath against my skin and I gagged. I can’t see who, but I can feel the assault.

I reach up, crying as I try to grasp the invisible hand choking me. But I’m grasping air and I can’t get a good grip on anything other than my own skin.

My mind goes hazy and the air in my lungs feels trapped.

“Please,” I try to cry out but a sudden pressure pushes against my mouth, sealing my words inside my mouth.

“Avery!”

“Avery!”

I gasped out of the dream, my heart thrumming against my chest. It’s painful and even pulling air into my lungs seems as if it is a chore. My hands shook, clutching the sheets as if it was my anchor back to reality.

I can hear my name being called again, and flinched when hands grasp my shoulders. “Avery!”

Melissa. Her loud screech pulled me out of the fog that grazed my vision and I blinked, surprised to see her hovering over me concerned. It’s been two days since the boxing match and Melissa had been giving me to cold shoulder when she noticed Xade coming out of the bathroom after me.

So seeing her concerned for me right now was a bit startling. “I think you were having that nightmare again. You were crying and thrashing about.” She sighed, pulling back to sit at the edge of the bed.

as my fingers shook up to touch my neck. It felt so real. Stronger than it

I wake you?” My voice croaked and I cleared it,

late and I am supposed to already be in class. But I had no intentions of going to class right now. I just needed some fresh air. I toss the sheets off my body and get off the bed. Melissa eyes me. “No, you hadn’t. Just got back from my class and saw

moving my sweaty hair off my face. “Where are

some cool air. A

anyway, not when there were only a few minutes left until it ends. Melissa nods. “We can

glance and smiled to ease the

eyes cast lower and she nod, getting off my bed. “It’s fine. I have to

as I slipped on my shoes. Then her next words made me freeze.

eyes to hers, my stomach tightening. She grinned. “Looks like

couldn’t breathe anymore. I looked at the floor, my fingers pinching the lace of the

over at her blankly. “You did. And I’m not surprised. Guys tend to go for casier ones anyway.” I straightened, not caring that I was being rude and blatant about my

smile. “Congratulations Mel, maybe your pussy will be satisfied with one dick at a time now?” I mocked and

and had just called her a whore basically. I can already hear the moral police, those who modernized sluts, chewing down my neck.

*inward eye roll*

was a slut and there was no sugarcoating it. Besides I am angry right now,

must look weird, especially with the state of my hair.

I stopped in front of the door. The sign sticking on the wooden door was an old, barely visible paper with GYM written on it. My belly does odd flips. I’m not sure why I am

him. And I should.