Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers

(Myra’s POV)

As the sky completely darkened and I was inside my bed, sorting some of my credential documents which will be required to apply for scholarship, I suddenly remembered my own words. ’Ohhhh jeez, I promised to call Sara and talk to Brave.’

I looked at my phone screen, creating circles with my fingers as I hesitated to call. My mind cluttered with various thoughts. I could feel my palms sweating and even my scalp was itchy and sticky because of some reason. So, I decided to text her instead, ”Sara, it will take me about half an hour to call you. Is that fine with you?” I asked her curtly. I had to because the time difference between the two places meant that it was nearly midnight in Kimberg. I wanted to make sure she wasn’t disturbed or asleep when I call. But I didn’t want to delay this matter as well. I will be departing soon from Damona and each and every contact of me and my family would be cancelled by then. Since, I have already promised, I should fulfil it. That was my thought.

To my surprise, Sara’s reply came almost instantly, ”Sure, I will be waiting for your call, dear. And~ I was already awake doing some business-related work. So, don’t feel guilty for disturbing my rest, okay.” I could picture her kind smile while reading her text.

My eyes flickered. I felt awkward as I bite my lower lip and scratched my slightly itchy hair roots once again. I need to wash my hair.

Shoving my awkwardness as well as my quilt aside, I walked towards my cupboard and took out my sleepwear, my favorite light hued, penguin printed, buttoned, cotton shirt and shorts. Then, I turned around and walked inside my bathroom to take a warm shower.

After a good and refreshing bath, my mood was greatly improved. I felt light headed as well as less stressed out. With a tightly wrapped towel around my now wet hair and my nightwear on, I came out of the bathroom with steady steps. Sitting in front of the mirror, I took out my hairdryer and started drying my hair with it. In between, I glanced at the wall clock hung on my pale-yellow colored wall and halted whatever I was doing. ’It would be quite rude to keep Sara waiting,’ I thought.

With my hair half dry and half still very much damp, I got up and went straight towards my phone. I went to my call logs and dialed Sara’s number. It wasn’t even three bells in and she picked it up. She must be waiting for my call. Somehow, I felt a tad bit guilty about that.

She was chirpy as she has always been with me. We exchanged basic pleasantries and she threw words of gratitude towards me, making me embarrassed as well as was conscience stricken.

I wasn’t helping her or Brave for some noble cause. I am no saint. I just want to repay whatever she and her family had done for me. After all, they were good to me throughout my stay. Even after my outburst, they didn’t show any attitude or disrespect. They were .... How should I say it ...... understanding.

I conveyed to Sara, why I have accepted her request and asked, ”Are you with Brave right now, Sara?”

She told me she was and even gave me an extra piece of information, ”Alaric is here as well.”

At the mention of that ’jerk, who is always seated on his high horse, I flinched instinctively. I wasn’t expecting him to be with Sara at this time. She inquired, ”Do want to have a brief talk with Al?” Her voice was filled with anticipation.

But I didn’t hesitate even a second and refused immediately. No way, I am going to talk to that hellbent jerk and ruin my normal mood. He was too much to handle and I don’t want to deal with him at all. I told Sara straightforwardly that I didn’t want anyone other than her, when I talk to Brave. My words were clear as the sky for the night, I don’t want Alaric there.

Just the thought of him, when I talk to his sleeping brother was irking me although I don’t even know the cause behind this feeling.

As gracious as Sara is, she accepted my request without any problem and but asked me, ”Can we switch to video call? That way, it would be much easier and more convenient to converse?”

I replied in the affirmative. She has a point, after all. Maybe, when I look at Brave, I can talk better with him, rather than rambling senselessly on the phone via speaker. I settled on my study desk, placed my phone in such a position that my upper body was clearly visible.

I quickly switched the video call mode on and Sara’s face appeared in front of me. Her signature, radiant smile intact on her face, her skin glowing, but she looked~ .... tired and fatigued.

I had a sudden urge to inquire for her health and about others as well, especially about Nora. How was she doing? Or whether she was sleeping properly or having her meals on time. but I held my words in.

Sara made some small talks with me, which I answered. In between, her phone must have tilted to the side and I met an intense pair of eyes, from that side. It made me shiver down my spine. Alaric was watching me, no~ ...... no, watching isn’t the correct word to describe it. He was boring his eyes at me, like a predator does to his prey. His eyes were glowing.

I recalled the vulnerable experience from the forest when he was present and my body went rigid as I fell silent. Sara must have notice my change as she tilted her head and when she saw Alaric still rooted to his spot, she said, her voice stern, ”Why are you still standing here, Al? Go out, now.”

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .