Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers

(Author’s POV)

”Hey, you,” a voice called out as Myra passed by. She ignored the nuisance and kept on striding forward.

The person fumed with anger when she pretended like he didn’t even exist. He called out to her again but this time, harsher, as he got up and started following Myra, ”Don’t you hear me calling out ...... you small town, charity case.” He clicked his finger and thumb twice to made it sound dramatic.

Myra’s steps halted but she didn’t turn around. Her gaze turned cold as she spat, ”Still better than being just a rich spoilt rotten brat, who just know how to bark, Nigel.”

”You~ ...... you. Who do you think you are talking like that to?” the one named Nigel, spat with fury. He was thoroughly pissed by Myra’s provocation.

”Damn you, bitch. You are studying on scholarship which means it isn’t your fucking money but ours. Your parents, your sister, every single one of you are living off of our money. So, show some respect. Got it.” With his hands on his hips, he uttered feeling proud.

Myra turned around and scoffed at his face, ”Is you last name Larson. I thought you it was loser. Ohhhh .... Sorry~ sorry, it was Nigel Long, right. Sorry to break it to you, Mr. Long. But it is not your money or another other student’s, got it. I am sponsored by the Larson’s who started this scholarship program in the first place. This has nothing to do with you or your folks. So .... if you have so many complaints ..... I advise you, better go to the chairman’s office to speak with Chairman Jacob Larson about the issue.” She winked at him and gave him a challenging smile.

Nigel’s face shifted shades multiple times, from white to blue, blue to pink and then pink to blazing hot crimson. Everyone who were looking at their verbal spat, were holding their laughter as Nigel couldn’t utter a single word.

Myra turned around and walked away. After taking a turn around the corner, she saw Yelena and they both smiled at each other as the later came and gave her a side hug, ”What took you so long.”

”Nothing worthy. Just an idiot guy asking for a bit of attention,” Myra muttered with disinterest.

”Are you talking about the guy named ... uhhh~ .... Ni~gel, Nigel Long. The infamous brat of the college who always picks on you,” Yelena uttered with annoyance.

”Not bad, Yel. It has just been two weeks for you to join Red Stone and you already know who I am talking about,” Myra teased her.

”No jokes. The rumor about him harassing you is all over the place. Tell me seriously. Is this guy pestering you since day one of your joining? Has he been going at you for a whole fucking year,” Yelena verbalized, each word laced with anger towards that idiot guy. ”Should I teach him a lesson on your behalf?”

”Nahh, it is not that bad. I can handle his tantrums. He is just childish. You need to relax. You are still recovering. Don’t bother with him,” Myra shrugged her shoulders. This has been quite a routine thing for from the past one year.

Yes, it has been a year since Myra and her family came to Esteria and Myra started her university life at Red Stone. The first few months were pretty difficult for her as apart from her, every other student came from big money families. So, they looked down upon her at first.

But after getting to know her better and seeing how brilliant she was in academics, her classmates started approaching her more and more. But there were few of those who still didn’t like her presence. One of them was Nigel Long. He always considered Myra as someone insignificant and who has stolen the admission of his childhood friend.

As for Yelena, she didn’t join Red Stone at that time due to some health-related reasons. She didn’t even visit once. Only after a year, she came to Esteria to join Red Stone University to continue her further studies.

”Ohhh my gosh .... I feel so happy. I finally get to study in Red Stone alongside you. By the way, didn’t Fabian said he will pick us up? He must have been waiting. Hurry up,” Yelena urged Myra to walk faster.

Myra whispered, ”Prof. Stephens, Yel. This is the university. If you call him by his name, there will be countless rumors.”

”Okay~ okay. My bad. I forgot. When we are inside campus, he is Professor Stephens. But outside of it, he is Fabian,” Yelena mumbled and gave Myra a meaningful smile.

”Yeah, yeah. Now let’s go. He must be waiting already,” Myra uttered and they both walked towards the front black iron gate.

In a baby pink and cream hued stripped shirt and deep dark blue denims, Fabian was leaning against his emerald green Ferrari Purosangue waiting for both the girls. Every passerby was looking at him, some with pure admiration, some with envy. But he didn’t care. His expression remained detached and aloof.

”Hayeee ..... How can be someone so aloof yet handsome. I wish he wasn’t a Prof. and just a regular student. That way I could court him openly,” a girl said, feeling dejected.

”Don’t you think, a professor and a student doing flirtatious talks is much more thrilling, just like those smut novels,” her friend teased her. ”And here comes ’the student’ who is flirting with this ’professor’ of hers.” She commented spitefully as soon as she saw Myra and Yelena coming out. ’

They walked towards Fabian and as soon as he saw them, a rare but genuine, charismatic smile played on his lips.

”You must have been waiting for quite a while Prof. Stephens,” Myra commented.

”Myra, you are already out of the main gate. Remember what I told you ...... call me by my name,” Fabian corrected her, his smile intact. ”And .... I just got here. So, didn’t way much long.”

”Fair point, Fabian,” Yelena mumbled as she clicked her tongue, playfully at Myra.

”Ohh~kay, ok. Can you two please stop ganging on me,” Myra said, feigning annoyance.

Fabian showed her a toothy smile and muttered, ”My bad.” Then he looked at his watch to check the time and said, ”It’s getting late. Let’s go ladies.”

And without a word, Fabian opened the back door first for Yelena to enter. Myra walked to the other side and took the driving seat and Fabian, quite gladly took the seat next to hers.

Myra wanted to acquire a driving license and has been learning how to drive as Fabian had volunteered to teach her. From the past year, bit by bit, Fabian and Myra created a great friendship bond. Though, Myra hasn’t opened her heart to him but still their relationship was better than the time they met in Damona. After all, Fabian has helped her and her family a lot at this new, unknown place. He made sure that none of them felt uncomfortable or out of place at all.

Plus, Fabian, though young, was a genius in his field. She really admired him and wanted to learn from him a lot.

”So, Myra. Show Yelena, what I have taught you so far. She will be the judge this time,” Fabian said as he looked at Myra and then at Yelena.

”Ohhhh .... I am so excited,” Yelena rubbed her hands as she spoke in a thrilled voice, ”And for the record, I won’t be lenient in my judgement, ok, My Ra~ra.”

Adjusting her seat belt, Myra changed her expression into serious mode, as she started the luxurious car, her movements delicate and careful, not wanting to taint it somehow. The engine roared as the wheels rolled steadily on the concrete road. The car was expensive and this was the first time Myra was hitting the road. She has practiced a lot but that place was an abandoned field, but this, this was real life experience so she was damn nervous.

Fabian looked at her rigid expression and said, soothingly, ”Relax, I am here. Trust yourself and what I taught you. You have been doing great. I believe you.”

His comforting words mingled with his refreshing and earthy musk cologne was enough for Myra to settle her nerves. She relaxed her hands which were holding the steering rigidly until now.

Yelena’s eyes darted from Fabian to Myra and then vice versa. She could clearly see the way Fabian was looking at Myra, there was something going on between them. But Myra didn’t reciprocate it, she could tell that.

Fabian sensed her eyes on him, so he turned around and asked, ”How is you grandfather and grandmother, Yelena? I haven’t had anytime to visit any of them.”

”They are~ ..... they doing great. Grandpa has been busy with his business commitments. As for grandmother, she is~ ... she is busy with her own stuff,” Yelena mumbled. Her last words came a bit hesitant.

As soon as Myra heard her voice, she changed the topic instantly, ”So, where is this place you are taking us for lunch. I am famished.”

To Be Continued . . . . . . .