Dominant Alpha novel Chapter 23

I prepared myself for some smart ass comment or an ugly sneer or even an arrogant scolding but nothing came. My gaze went to look at his face to search for the angry look but something was off with him. His eyes did not have the same look that I had gotten used to seeing now. The one filled with disgust and irritation and anger. He was not like his usual arrogant self. His stance was alarmed and aware, his fists clenched on his sides but not in anger. His face looked more like something was eating him from inside but I did not think that feeling something like that was possible for a person like him.

I could not stand there anymore. His eyes were not moving away from me. I had removed my gaze but I could still feel his stare boring into my head. It was intimidating and scary.

I hated him for what he did to me and said about me but I did not like his this side also. I had gotten used to seeing a particular look in his eyes that did not quite loathe me but it did not seem that he was able to keep his gaze away from me as well. Like I was forcefully making him stay beside me or talk to me while did not do anything at all. Like he was unknowingly pulled to me when he did not want to but he did not have a choice.

But now seeing this side of him, where he looked utterly serious, trying to contemplate his words before speaking even a word, that confused and a bit overly conscious look in his eyes was not something that I wanted to see, because it made me even more scared. I did not want him to become good or different because I did not want to fall for him. I wanted to go home, and Christian was not it. He was never going to be. I will never allow myself.

I pushed him away from me while straightening myself. I looked at his face for the last time and then literally ran away from there to my room.

Christian's P.O.V

It had been exactly the seventh day since Ava last talked to me properly. I could not bear her unspoken anger. I knew she was angry, she was suppressing her fury in form of silence because her screaming aloud had never worked on me. But that was okay with me because she let me know what she was thinking, what was unbearable to her. But this silent treatment of her was killing me from inside. She had been aloof for far too long. I wanted to hear her voice. I wanted to make her smile.

I did not want to admit it at first but this was not what I wanted her and me to be like. This was not how I had planned to spend my life with my mate. I was disappointed at first for having a human as my mate because I was afraid of the mere idea of hurting her ever. Humans were far too fragile and powerless. I did not think that Ava was going to be able to stay with me long. And that fear was bringing out the worst of my anger issues to the surface.