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

Avery’s pov

My breath catches in my throat and for a second I thought I’d choke on air. I stared at him, eyes wide, mouth hung I am sure awkwardly. I must look like a fish right now. “Xade-

I breathed and the light turned green, causing him to bring his attention back to the road. I frowned as I saw how harder he gripped the steering wheel and how his jaw was set tight.

“Forget you heard that.” He grunted, words biting me more than I could handle. My stomach drops and my heart sinks and I blinked.

And then blinked.

And blinked again. Until that hurt feeling turned into frustrated irritation. “You can’t just joke about stuff like that asshole!” I snapped.

He’s silent, but I know he had heard me, my voice was not only too sharp to not have reached his ears but by the way his demeanor changed, he heard.

When he did not respond I gritted my teeth. “You’re so confusing! One minute you are hot the next you are cold. Make up your mind Xade!”

Suddenly the car swerved and comes to a screeching halt beside the side of the road. He turns to me, breathing heavily and eyes full of emotions that cast too fast for me to focus on one.

when I tell you to.” He ground out.” This is

drizzle as we stared at each other. My eyes soften as I see the

swallowed hard. “Why can’t

heart slams against my ribcage, waiting for his response but it doesn’t come until a minute after a tense silence. “Because I’m not good enough

I lean toward him. He stiffens. “I’ve never felt this way about any one before, I know you feel it too. This,” I stared deep in his eyes, the blue so warm and good making me melt. “Feeling. You

he hides them away, turning away from me and looking ahead. He let out what sounds like a sad frustrated sigh and starts the car

act on it Avery.” He replied finally and

maybe you should stop acting possessive over me because a guy asked if we were dating.

of the steering wheel groaning as his grip

face. “So what? At least he’s not a coward to

he clenched and unclenched but he remained quiet and the

brutally I am sure I have permanently left my bite mark

still slow. Every single time

mysterious as he was, he

up to the curb outside the dorm and doesn’t turn off the engine. “Thanks for the ride.” I unbuckled, biting my tongue because I wanted to say more to him. Wanted him to say