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

My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) Chapter 72

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.”NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

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.

“You try 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 hand through my chest and take it out.

Xaden’s gaze softened and reached over to squeeze my shoulder. “I know, I’m sorry brother.”

I looked down at the countertop in sorrow. “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 slid off the stool, reaching out for another beer.

Xaden was right, the beer tastes like shit and it didn’t affect me at all.

You should have told them she was your mate,” Xaden murmured behind me, causing me to freeze. I clench the beer in my hand hard, my claws digging into the cheap metal. The liquid spills on to the floor beside my foot.

“Told them?” I grumble under my breath. “So they could force me to mark her and risk her dying?”

A loud smack sound came from behind 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 her. So tell me was it all worth it?”

I whirled around angrily, flinging the beer can at him and watch him duck just before it smashed his face. “I’d do anything to protect her! A werewolf mark can kill a human!”

Xaden picked up the beer can and sent it flying towards me while he growled. “Maybe Avery isn’t as weak as you think! Maybe she could have handled it!”

I stood still, letting it hit me right across the chest and prayed it would somehow make a huge impact enough to stop my heart. Then maybe just maybe it won’t pain this much anymore.

“That’s a risk I am not willing to take! I won’t risk her life, not for anything Xaden. I have dreamt of it for years, me and her. But the risk is too high and she means too much to me for me to risk it. I won’t forgive myself if I was the cause of her death.” I snarled.

Xaden 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 she would.”

I look away,my throat tightening as I grab the keys to the car. “Where are you going?” He asked behind me, the pitch of his tone already telling me that he knew the answer to his question.

“Out,” I grumble as I opened the door.

“To her?” Xaden asked with a knowing edge, making my hands grip the door handle tightly. “The council has an eye on you Xade, you can’t go to her.”

My claws draw out, scrapping across the metal of the door handle. “I’m not going to her,” I gritted out. Lies. I was going to her, I couldn’t stay away, I never could. But I am not stupid enough to go close, if it’s from a distance I can watch her or take in a whiff of her scent, then so be it.

I left Xaden in the house and made my way to the girls’ dorm. When I got out of the car, a whiff of something sweet lured me to look at the two girls waiting on the side of the road for a taxi.

Their backs face me but I instantly recognized her. My heart slams against my ribcage. Fuck. She’s wearing the exact same skirt and tank top that night I took what’s mine.