The Alpha's Addiction [BxB]

Chapter 19

The Alpha then flinched when this notebook fell onto his lap, he glanced up and Cyrus thrusts his chin to the material. Al blinked, and pointed at himself confused he heard the boy let out a frustrated sigh, as though Cyrus was talking to some five year old. But this was Al, the devil himself. Had it been someone else who was standing in front of him, The Alpha would have kicked or hit them relentlessly around their body parts becoming consumed of boredom, Al wasn't a gentleman too.

He was a slave of lust and pride.

With the exception of Cyrus and his first love, Al solely behaved this way to him now because, once upon a time he knew how to be caring and loving.

Clearing his throat, The Alpha reads it carefully. : "I won't hold it against you for having such a mental disorder. We're just humans that make mistakes though, I don't think me giving you that shiner wasn't wrong of me, correct?"

Al's bright amber gaze turns to Cyrus.
"Yeah...my bad, that was reasonable enough of you to punch me like that."

He pointed back onto the notebook and Al nods. : "But what you did to me was highly INEXCUSABLE and if you do anything like that again. I really can't guarantee I won't kick your ass all the way to the sun." The Alpha chuckled a bit, fascinated by his mate's words.

Cyrus frowned and he flickered Al's head to gesture. : "Don't laugh about it."

He continued. : "I had to throw out the trash and fur in here because I want to study, without the smell of something dying beside me." Grims laughter was heading to hysterics inside Al's head.

Wow! You're one to complain! Ahaha! After what every werewolf sniffed you!

Grim be quiet! I'm trying to read here!

Al blocked out his annoying wolf for now. : "I also wasn't going to use the items YOU obviously gave me. Yes, I knew it was from you because of the handwriting, I'm not stupid Al. if you wanted to apologize you should have simply done so, it's needless to bribe me with your materialism, I don't go that LOW for anything or anyone, got it." Al shivers from the commanding words.

The boy was really laying it to him that he wasn't a damn user or freeloader.

He stood up towering over Cyrus and locked eye contact with him, of course the younger boy didn't back up from The Alpha. Instead, he puffs his chest. Cyrus unexpectedly rose to his actual height, reaching Al's deep collarbone.
That would have drove Al to throw Cyrus to his mattress again and make out with him until dawn, yet he didn't.

"No, I didn't intend to buy those things to excuse myse---" Cyrus folded his arms and raised a thick eyebrow; challenging.

"Really?"

GODDAMMIT! NOW YOU DECIDE TO TALK TO ME!? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO NOT GET THIS SEMIAUTOMATIC BONER WITH THAT SEXY VOICE!

You can always deep throat Cyrus.

I'M TAKING YOUR DOGGIE BONES!

Grim just cackles harder at the irony.

Al massages his forehead exasperated, though he gently explains his reason. "Okay, yeah...at first it was that way but when I saw your...neck and after what I did to you, out of my habits. I thought you'd get a difficult time talking, and...apologizing isn't really my strong suit."

Cyrus doesn't react; as usual.

Eventually he takes the old notebook putting it away and walked into their bathroom to change, Cyrus emerged after a few minutes in his joggers and a tight white shirt Cyrus is growing out of. He located The Alpha outside their unnecessarily lavish balcony that only their dorm had, and with shrivelled orchids and house plants, Cyrus has to throw those out soon too. He spot this small light and saw Al began smoking.