Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers

(Dion’s POV)

As all three of us took the stage and Brave started his speech, my eyes wandered towards the densely packed room, scanning for just a glimpse of her, or even someone as close to her. Maybe my deep desires were affecting and riling up my wolf’s emotions, or maybe I just so desperately wanted to find her, or maybe the things Drey was feeling were because of the piece of blood stained clothing we found last night. I don’t know, I don’t know what all this is, but clearly, there was not even a lingering scent of Myra, which was disappointing for me.

”What are you looking at?” Elio, who was just beside me, whispered.

”Uhh~ ...... just looking here and there. Why did you ask?” I casually shrugged him off and asked.

”I am seriously not liking this kind of attention. It is gross. I want to get off the stage right now,” he was complaining again.

I shook my head at his words. Elio had always been like that.

Oddly enough, he is someone who doesn’t like this level of attention and has never felt comfortable with it. Although he has been under the radar, spotlight, since his birth, just like all of us, brothers. Sometimes I wonder how innocent he is, despite his age, or should I say, how ignorant.

Like, which Lycan would dislike such attention? Forget about Lycan, no Alpha or a regular werewolf dislikes something like this. No, actually, everyone in this world craved attention, regardless of which species they belonged to. But I guess, exceptions are always there, just like him. He is more of a solitary wolf, who just likes to be cooped up in the hospital to look after his patients or in his room to study medical books, rather than to enjoy gatherings like these or have a blast with his friends, which was quite the opposite of me.

Anyway, why is this speech so long? Arghh~ .... This is boring me to death. Whose idea is it to even conduct such things in the first place? People are here to make connections and chit chat, not listen to some tedious, colorless words.

Yes, I know he is my brother and I so damn love and respect him but Brave is sometimes too serious and proper to my liking. How he conducts himself with proper decorum? I think he should let loose and relax sometimes. His actions make me feel exhausted for him.

Soon, his boorish address was over. He looked at me to go take the mic next but I wasn’t going to deliver any kind of motivational, encouraging, powerful words to inspire the crowd, like him. That wasn’t me.

I strode towards the podium, adjusting the mic, I gazed at the crowd and started, ”Hello everyone, I am Dion Everests, Chief Marketing Officer of Everests Corporation. It’s fantastic to see some old and some new faces. Uhh~ I don’t want to go on and on with my words. Let’s make the most of today, everyone. Cheers!” I winked and exited the stage.

Elio didn’t even want to speak, so the speeches were finally over. As we descended the stage, people swarmed all three of us like they were bees and we, the nectar of the flowers. They literally charged at us as if waiting to swallow us whole or something.

But the first one to come at us was the Vampire King, or here, he is called by the title of Chairperson Larson. He gave all of us a lazy smile, glanced at the people lined up, and started, ”Everyone seems quite excited to talk to you. Being young, handsome and famous has its perks. By the way, why isn’t COO Alaric here with you all? I have been looking forward to meeting him again.”

”He~ ... he had some last minute pack business to attend to. When he finishes with it, he will come and join us,” Brave told him in a matter of factly tone.

”Ohh~ .... I can feel some cold stares and hear some curses thrown at me,” Jacob remarked goofily, pointing with his eyes at the guests. ”Seeing that a lot of my guests are seeking you, this old man won’t be taking up the space. I also have someone I need to meet. Well then~” saying this, Jacob took his leave.

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(Author’s POV)

Despite feeling confident after her own pep talk inside the restroom, Myra was once again feeling nervous. She wanted to be as far away from Everests brothers’ presence as possible.

Prof. Oswald Mitchell was urging her to hurry up when Jacob was mingling with the Everests. She took small and slow steps to drag it as much as possible. Thankfully, Jacob left their side and walked in the other direction to greet some other guests.

The first group that approached him was the council members of the Vampire Clan. Each one held a look of disappointment as the one named Landon Xavier started, his words full of jabs and raw sarcasm, ”Ohhh~ Chairman Larson, it was quite shocking for us to see the Everests not just making an appearance in the seminar but being the special invitees. That was~ ... totally unexpected to witness.”

Jacob looked at him and muttered with his charismatic, unbothered smile, ”I am glad it was surprising for you. That was my very intention, you see. This seminar, it is conducted to gather intellectuals as well as prominent figures to grow and learn from one another. It narrows the gap. I hope they it helps you in your growth as well, Xavier. You are just as the last time I saw you .... which was ... about .... two years ago, right?

Landon’s face turned red. He wanted to counter him with his fury, but didn’t want to make a scene in front of so many people. It would only tarnish his own reputation amongst high profile people, and he wasn’t going to give in to that provocation. He uttered the words audible only to the group and Jacob, ”We need to have a detailed discussion, Vampire King, about this. Our clan needs answers as to why did you permitted the outsiders to not just stay in Esteria but also mingle with them so freely.”

”Xavier~ .... Xavier~ ... relax. Here, that this,” Jacob flicked his finger and within a fraction of a second, a waiter arrived with a tray full of various fizzy drinks. Jacob handed the red wine to Landon and added, ”The atmosphere is lively and energetic, maybe it is rubbing you off. You seem quite charged up. Have some red wine. Cheval Blanc, just for you. As for a detailed discussion. I suppose a council meeting is due sometime now. Set a date and send a formal invitation. I will be waiting.” Jacob then moved to other sets of guests. This time, it was some powerful business delegates he was associated with.

”Mr. Larson, the arrangement for the event is splendid and top notch. After you have taken over Red Stone’s management, it has soared to new heights.” They were flattering him to the brim.

”Ohhoo~ .... I can’t steal the credit of others, can I? It is all Prof. Fabian Stephens’ work. I just assigned him the responsibility, and he fulfilled it with perfection,” Jacob said, feeling proud as he mentioned his grandson.

”You speak so highly of him, he must be someone with extraordinary talent. By the way, where is Prof. Stephens?” another guest inquired.

Now that he was mentioned, Jacob realized that after Fabian had done the introduction, he hadn’t seen Fabian inside the room. As he was about to reply, he saw Prof. Mitchell approaching him. A young and elegantly dressed lady was following behind him.

Jacob excused himself briefly and said, ”Oswald Mitchell, I see, you have changed up your style for today. This really suits you.”

Oswald had a rare moment when his face flushed. He was lost for words for a brief moment, but then he quickly snapped out of it and said, ”Thank you, Chairman Larson. You wanted to meet the first scholarship holder from the Larson Group’s scholarship program. I brought her with me.” He then looked at Myra and asked her to step forward.

”This is~ .... ” Oswald was about to introduce Myra but before that, Jacob uttered, ”Ohh~ ... isn’t it Ms. Myra Miracle? I have heard a lot about you~ ...... and your academic achievements.”

Myra was stupefied to know that he was already aware of her existence. She was over the moon and was literally dancing in her mind, but outwardly she maintained a curt smile and spoke, ”Chairman Larson, thank you for your kind words and thank you for giving someone like me to give the chance to study in Red Stone. It really means a lot to me.”

”I haven’t done anything. It is only your own hard work and penance that lead you here,” he was modest with his words.

Myra, in that instant, became a fan of him.

To Be Continued . . . . . . .