Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers

(Author’s POV)

Yelena took the wheels while Myra and Wendy settled on the backseat.

Wendy was being chatty as always, talking about her school, asking questions from Yelena about various things which the latter gladly answered.

Soon they reached their destination. Yelena announced, ”Lads, we are here.”

”So soon?” Wendy looked around and frowned with a confused look on her face, ”Why are we at my school? Aren’t we going to the hospital for your checkup?” She asked Myra.

Myra scratched the back of her head and said, ”We are, but ..... you are not.”

”Sis~,” Wendy tried to protest.

”No, Wendy. I know when your school holds annual sports meet. It is still a month away. So, don’t try to lie about it,” Myra’s voice was firm.

Wendy gnawed at her lips as her eyes drooped. She had asked for a leave of absence for sickness. Because she was an exemplary student, her homeroom teacher took her words without any doubt.

”Yelena sis, please. I want to accompany you guys. Plus, I have already told Ms. Miller that I am running a fever and won’t come today,” Wendy pleaded.

But Myra didn’t budge. She knew her sister well. Whenever Wendy wanted anything, she would pull off the sympathy card, ”Save it and go, Wendy. There is no use. Or should I talk to Ms. Miller on your behalf?”

Wendy stopped immediately as she clicked her tongue. Eventually, she did comply with her sister’s words and got out of the car. She walked slowly, almost deliberately, waiting for Myra to call out for her.

But Myra just saw her walking and turning every now and then with a sulking expression. Yelena commented, ”Haha, your sister is so adorable. I want one too. She even skips school for you.”

”Don’t you have plenty, already?” Myra questioned.

”Ahh .... That’s not the same. They are all older than me and annoying too. I want a baby sister, just like yours,” Yelena said playfully.

With her shoulders slumped, Wendy gave one last hurt look to Myra and then walked inside.

Myra glanced at Yelena and commented, ”That ... I can’t help anything in that case. You will have to ask your mom and dad.”

There next stop was Hope Care Hospital which was located at the outskirts of Damona. Though, Yelena wanted Myra to go to the renowned City Hospital, Myra was reluctant. She didn’t want to be seen right now. What if someone saw her and told Sandra and William about it? She simply wasn’t in the mood to take any chances.

It took them an hour to reach their destination and another forty-five minutes to get doctors appointment.

Though, the place was on the outskirts but it was still packed.

Yelena supported Myra and settled her in an empty chair, which they somehow managed to find. Then, she said, ”I will bring you some water.” Myra nodded and Yelena went away.

The place was noisy and bustling with patients and their families. Myra wanted to sit more comfortably but there wasn’t enough space on the bench. An elderly lady who was sitting adjacent her asked, ”Young lady, can you scoot over a bit more.”

Myra wasn’t paying attention to her as she nodded. She was waiting for Yelena to come back soon. The crowd and the scent of antiseptic was giving her serious anxiety. Although, she was wearing a mask to conceal her face but it was still too much. She was feeling dizzy.

The old lady was getting impatient and annoyed, ”Ohhh gosh, these young lads. People are so young but they can’t even accommodate to the elderly, huhh.” She tried to make some more space for herself and tried to corner Myra.

Myra could feel something pressing down from the side as she tilted her head and said politely, ”Please, can you be a bit careful. My ankle is injured.”

But the old lady wasn’t having it, ”It is just a normal injury, you are too young to complain. What are you showing attitude for.” Her tone was getting hostile.

The place was cramped and Myra wasn’t feeling well. By this time, she was sweating a lot. She was in no mood for confrontation and just wanted some peace of mind, her head was spinning as well. So, she tried to get up and walk away but the lady held her wrist and barked at her, ”So disrespectful aren’t you. You haven’t even apologized for talking back to me. Where are you trying to leave?” Her voice was harsh and reprimanding. Everyone turned their heads and saw the scene unfold.

But before things could escalate even further Yelena came running with bottled water. She saw a large crowd gathering around where Myra was sitting, her steps quickened. When she saw the old lady grabbing Myra’s wrist forcefully, she confronted her, ”Ma’am, let go of my friend’s hand. You can’t just harass people like this.”

The old lady got even more agitated by Yelena’s tone and got up, her face red, ”Ohhoo, aren’t you Garry Yates granddaughter? And what do you mean by harass? She was the one being disrespectful.”

Yelena frowned and asked, ”How did you know my grandfather?”

”Of course, you are that brat’s blood. You rich folks, think you can say whatever you want and just walk out, huh. Not a chance, I want compensation for mental distress,” the old lady shouted.

”Ma’am, don’t drag unrelated people into this. I didn’t disrespect you in any way. You wanted me to move so I was walking out,” Myra said, trying to suppress her uneasiness.

She could hear the crowd murmuring. Some were blaming the old lady, some were finding fault in Myra’s conduct while the remaining were just enjoying the show. Few of the were making videos of the verbal encounter. All in all, it was a distressful situation for her.

”Now, you want to get out of it, clever hmm? But, not a chance. Until you give me my compensation, I will not let any of you go. If you try to leave, I will call the police.”

Both Yelena and Myra could tell old lady’s true intentions. Yelena was getting pissed and couldn’t control her temper and spat, ”You must be a regular at this. Trying to escort money.”

”You are calling me a thief,” the old lady’s exaggerated voice was ear splitting. Someone from the crowd commented, ”Just give her money and let this go. She is an elder after all. Don’t be so uptight.”

”Just because she is old doesn’t mean, I will have to bend backwards for her,” Yelena said bluntly.

The back and forth went on for a few more minutes and was interrupted by a rough and unfamiliar voice, ”Elizabeth Cooper, you are at it again.”

Everyone’s heads turned to see a bald old man with white lab coat on. The badge on his chest read, ’Tucker Cooper.’

Elizabeth’s face turned red as she was pursed her lips and said, ”You stay out of it, old hag. I am talking with them.”

Tucker walked towards them. He stood in front of Myra and Yelena, saying, ”There is no need for any compensation. She is my wife and is diagnosed with dementia.” He shielded his wife and gave her a long hard look.

A nurse came rushing and took Elizabeth away. She protested, screamed but with one glance from Tucker she surrendered.

Tucker bowed his head and said, ”I apologize for my wife’s behavior. She is very sick right now.”

Both Myra and Yelena were speechless by the sudden turn of events.

Tucker looked at Yelena and said in a polite tone, ”You are Garry Yates granddaughter, right?”

”Yes, how do you know my grandfather?” Yelena asked.

”We were friends back in day,” Tucker Cooper left it at that. He then looked at Myra’s distressed figure and said, ”Come, I will examine your injury.”

Tucker started walking towards his office while Yelena supported Myra and they followed him quietly.

They reached his office as Tucker took his seat. Myra took the chair meant fir patients and Yelena sat across from them.

By now, Myra had taken off her mask and Tucker asked her few questions about how she got injured.

They were conversing that’s when the door opened with a loud yanked open and the old lady came rushing towards them. Myra’s body went numb as she came straight at her.

When she saw Myra’s face, she spat violently, ”A cursed child. It is a cursed child. Ill fated. A bane.”

Tucker got up from his seat at once and pulled his wife away in panic, But Elizabeth didn’t stop. She kept on repeating those words.

Myra’s eyes widened in shock as Yelena came towards her and shielded her. She hugged her tightly and rubbed her back.

The nurse who from earlier, came with an injection in her hands. Tucker grabbed it and injected his wife.

Elizabeth’s chest fell and rise as she gradually lost consciousness.

Yelena comforted Myra, ”Don’t listen to her words. She has dementia and spouting nonsense.”

To Be Continued . . . . . . . . .