Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers

(Author’s POV)

When the mind link with Elio disconnected, Alaric was hit with that soothing, comforting scent of Myra.

The ethereal citrus fruity, flowery fragrance which could light up the whole room at once. The one, he was desperately trying to not indulge in any more than he already is.

In his mind, he kept on repeating, coming up with various excuses about his change in behavior towards Myra, ’It is just because she is Nora’s best friend and nothing else. Or I am just helping her because I feel guilty for not recognizing her voice on call for help. Or I just want her to sympathize with Brave and help him. Or she may turn out to be the other missing girl we have been searching for since ages.’

Alaric was constantly trying to denying the fact that Myra was his mate, even now. Though, neither his heart nor his wolf, Alex, were letting him be.

Alex kept pestering him, commenting persistently, completely enamored by Myra’s scent, her voice, every cell in her body, even her bashing and verbal mocking. He liked all of it. He was mesmerized by her.

At one time, he would feel heart broke by how Myra was talking like that to Alaric and him and would start sulking. But then, out of the blue, he would comment, ”Even when she is angry, nobody could be compared to my mate. I understand her anger.’

Alaric was getting a headache but what could he do. He didn’t argue with Alex for a change because for him it was only for a day more and then he and Myra would go their separate ways.

The sound of the nurse’s nonstop chatter about random topics and Myra’s silent hums, he could hear it all. He could tell they were just around the corner and were approaching.

Alex muttered excitedly, ’What are you doing, Al? Mate is coming this way. Go help her.’

Alaric was tired. He pinched his nose bridge and replied, ’the nurse is there to help her.’ He didn’t bash or correct Alex, who was constantly addressing Myra as their mate.

Correcting him would only lead them on an argument and that’s the least he wanted to happen.

’NO ..., that won’t do. She is in a vulnerable state and we can’t leave her with strangers. What if something happens to her again? I don’t want to take any chances. Just go. GO,’ Alex was pushing him relentlessly. He was just too concerned for Myra’s mental and physical well-being.

When this conversation was happening, the nurse wheeled Myra towards the corner.

Alaric came into her absent-minded vision and for a few seconds, she just looked at him in a daze, his side profile was breathtaking.

After all, his looks were Greek god like, which could make any person feel butterfly in their stomach. His darker than usual eyes, his sharp nose, thick eyebrows matching the color of his jet-black hair, the way his thin upper lip parted from his heavy bottom lip.

Her eyes bored into him even when he had turned and was looking straight at her.

He took elegant, imposing steps towards her with worry slightly etched on his face. Standing right in front of Myra, he extended his hand and uttered, ”I will take it from here.”

The nurse couldn’t offend either of them. She glanced at Myra to see her reaction.

Once she had gauged that Myra wasn’t objecting like last night, she let go of the handle and stepped aside.

Alaric immediately took her place, his focus entirely on Myra.

With a slightly husky voice, he said, ”Let’s go.”

Myra still didn’t reply and just sat comfortably inside the chair as Alaric wheel her out.

The nurse looked at them and thought, ’How loving someone can make even the most power and authoritative man so humble and meek. Cute.’

Alaric kept on asking her, ”How are you feeling? You are not feeling dizzy, right? Should I go slower or is this much pace fine?”

”You are behaving oddly. Don’t make me cringe. It doesn’t suit you,” Myra mumbled under her breath. But Alaric heard it clearly.

He opened his mouth, wanting to counter it but didn’t say anything about it. He then changed the topic, ”So, do you have any sibling or are you an only child?”

Myra turned her head, stared at him for a couple of seconds, turned around again. Looking straight ahead, she said, ”I have a younger sister.”

”So, what are you studying in college? Nora told us you are a straight A student,” Alaric continued with his questions.

”Economics,” Myra answered. She then asked him, ”You already have done background check on me. So, why are you even asking these questions?”

They reached in front of the elevator and waited for it to arrive. He said with resigned voice, ”I am just trying to talk.”

Before Myra could reply, the door opened and they entered. There was no one inside the confined space other than them and neither of them said anything more.

Myra sat there awkwardly. With breath she took, his sandalwood odor was hitting her nostrils.

Alaric stood just beside her with a complicated expression.

They were about to reach the ground floor when the elevator stopped abruptly.

Alaric frowned and pressed the button to ask what was happening, ”What’s going on?” His voice rough and commanding.

Due to power fluctuation, no reply came from other side. After a minute, the florescent light inside the elevator started flickering violently.

Myra panicked, her body shaking involuntarily. Her face turned ghostly pale. A sense of foreboding looming over her mind. She grasped the handle tightly, her knuckles turning white. Her breathing turned erratic as she breathed heavily, sweat drenched her back dampening the hospital gown.

Alaric sensed her tremor.

He turned around and looked at Myra, his eyes darkened. He moved quickly and leaned towards Myra, hugging her gently. Alaric patted her back, rubbing it while whispering, ”Don’t be afraid. Calm down Myra, nothing is going to happen to you. I am here with you.”

Myra too held onto him, like her life was dependent on it. Her eyes were rimmed red as she embraced him tightly, maybe too tightly. She was clinging onto him, her soft sobs making Alaric’s heart ache.

He kept on comforting her, never letting her go.

They were interrupted by an unfamiliar voice, which came from the speaker enabled inside the lift, ”There is a slight malfunction. We are trying to resolve the problem as soon as possible. Please, do not panic.”

Alaric growled back, ”OPEN THE DAMN DOOR. Or I will bury this place. There is a patient inside.”

The voice on the other end got intimidated by his angered voice, his voice shook as he replied, ”We .... are ......, the engineers are .... trying to fix the problem as soon as possible, sir.”

Myra’s tightened her grip on Alaric as whispered, ”I can’t .... I can’t brea~ the. Alar~ ic ...... save .... me.” Her eyes rolled back as she was on the verge of loosing consciousness.

Alaric looked at her, his eyes flickered with terror. He cupped Myra’s cheeks and murmuring, ”Myra, stay with me. Breath. You need to breath.”

But Myra was not any condition to listen to him. Alaric gulped hard and said, ”I am saying sorry beforehand.”

Closing his eyes, he leaned forward and connected his lips with hers. He pumped air inside her mouth, giving her with oxygen. After a minute of mouth to mouth, Myra eased little by little.

Her body wasn’t trembling anymore and her panicked state was back to normal.

Myra soon realized what was happening her eyes widened in shock as she tried to push him away with the little bit energy she had left.

But Alaric didn’t stop, or rather he couldn’t. He was so engrossed into it that now, what has started as an attempt to provide artificial respiration had turned into a full-blown kiss. He was overtaken by lust in that moment as he deepened the kiss even further.

It was clingy and desperate and raw. His emotions were laid bare as he wasn’t able to control himself.

Myra’s soft and moist alluring lips, her pacifying fragrance, her hands which were now pounding on his chest, all were making him go crazy. His beast mode has been unleashed.

After an intense moment, Alaric parted his lips from Myra’s. He looked in her hazel eyes, his orbs were clouded with lust, his eyes dark.

But when he saw Myra’s expression and the hurt in her eyes, his eyes shifted back to his normal sapphire.

Myra looked at him with gritted teeth, seething with pure rage as she enunciated each word clearly, ”YOU ARE PATHETIC, ALARIC EVERESTS. I hate you. I hate you.”

Alaric fumbled with his words, ”I .... Just ... You were not breathing. I was just trying to help. I apologize. I lost control there.”

Myra slapped his hands away in irritation, ”Enough with these excuses. Just enough. I don’t want to hear a fucking thing from that mouth of yours.”

As soon as those words left her mouth, the flickering stopped and the elevator door opened.

Myra wheeled herself out, leaving these words for him, ”I am going back today. If you are truly sorry, book me a ticket.”

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .