The Alpha and His Mate(BOYXBOY)

Chapter 21

Okay guys now that I'm at this part in the book, I want you guys to know that Craig is just human and he doesn't know about everything that happens, thus please do not hate him. You'll see why.

Again this chapter is going to have a lot of hopping around between POVs so if you don't like it then tough luck.

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Avery's PoV

Opening the front door, I realized how fast my heart was hammering in my chest. Of course it would, I never thought I would even make it to the front door with out Alex running out with a butcher knife and ending me right there and then, the the scariest part was...he was no where to be seen.

I released a shaky breath, standing slightly taller. No I shouldn't be scared, that's exactly what he wants, he wants me to be scared of him even when there isn't a reason to, so he could feel in control.

But not anymore.

He was my brother, we grew up stealing each others toys. I was tiered of being scared and once I got everything that I had a connection to out if my room I'd be gone from this house and I'll never have to see Alex again.

Maybe I'm just running away instead of dealing with our problems, but something told me Alex was a lost cause, he was lost to me as I was to him.

Making my way upstairs, I kept up my clam and collected facade even though I trembled on the inside, my survival instincts screaming at my stupidity and telling me to just turn back and forget about it.

Reaching the top of the stairs and still no sign of Alex, I paused briefly and glanced down the hall where his room was, the door closed. I could always take a peak and see if he was there but if he was and he didn't know I was here that made everything so much easier.

Frowning, I turned away from his door and went to my room, feeling a shiver pass over me at the gloomy atmosphere. It felt dark, it didn't feel comfortable even being in here. Even the light coming in from the window wasn't enough to lighten the feeling.

I went over to my window, pushing it open and allowing some fresh air in. The neighborhood was deathly silent, the overcast from this morning had cleared some leaving only a few clouds to shade the world below.

My ears were on high alert for any sound of Alex, but after hearing nothing I turned away from the window, getting down on my knees to pull the small suitcase out from under my bed.

I began with the little things that I cared about- and yes my iPod was one of them.

I grabbed pictures that held me, my brother and my mom, once these smaller things were gone they would officially signal my leave and I would be through. I pulled t-shirts hanging from the hangers and folded them neatly before piling them in my bag. I was just looking through my drawer for an old journal when I felt a presence, someone's eyes on me, and by the way the hair on my arm stood on end, I knew exactly who it was.

I held myself back from glancing his way, just moving about my room with calm strides. I finally glanced at him as I was grabbing some of my pajamas, he was just staring t me, the look on his face wasn't a sneer or a smirk, but it , but it was just a normal, almost confused expression.

"You've changed a lot...I mean you look different but you seem different too," he stated, and it made me curl my fist angrily.

"Yeah, a person changes when they aren't getting beaten everyday,"I said, looking down at the journal in my hands and flipping through a few page before I glanced back up to meet his gaze. Instead of flinching back like I normally would have done, I held his stare and he was the one to break it as he pushed off the doorframe and walked in the direction of his room.