Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers

(Author’s POV)

”AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH~~~~~~~~ .... AaaaaaAAAAa~~~ .... AAAAaaaaAA~~~~”

”ARGGHHHHH~~~~~ UGGHHHHH~~~~~ ...”

A dark figure, seated on a velvet chair, waved his hand to stop. He, languidly, glanced down at the two bloodied persons, a male and a female, who were screaming and howling on the floor. They have been racked, tormented pitilessly, using different methods.

The woman, who was barely able to keep her eyes open, looked at the figure and, with a laboured, painful voice, spoke, ”Wh~o~ ... who ar~e you~? Wher~e is my~ ... b~oy? Where is Nig~el? Wha~t ha~ve you~ ... d~one to him?” The tremor in her voice was agonisingly terrifying. ”WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY CHILD?”

The person standing next to the figure spoke, his voice devoid of emotion, ”Mrs. Zara Long, your son, Nigel Long, had betrayed you and your husband.”

”Be~tray~ .... wh~at do you~ mea~n, betray?” she spat, confusion etched on her bruised face.

”We gave him two choices. The first one was to stay with his parents and suffer the consequences with them like a true family. And the second one was to admit to his crimes and get his freedom. ’Your boy’~ .... he chose the latter. He even threw you two under the bus,” he replied, as cool as a cucumber. ”I must say, you have quite a filial kid.”

”Fuck~ing~ ... bastard~ ....” Wyatt roared, spilling a mouthful of blood. ”HE DARED TO~ .... he dared to stab us in the back.”

”Wy~att~ .... don’t listen to him. He is lying. Nigel~ .... our son~ ... he is never going to do that. He is never going to sell his parents out. They just want to drive a wedge between us. Don’t listen to their nonsense,” Zara was quick to defend her son. Her eyes filled with venom as she looked at the figure ahead. ”Why are you doing this? What do you want?” she shouted.

She got no reply. Instead, the one standing walked towards them, the sound of his footsteps was like death bells in the couple’s ears. He turned his phone towards them.

Zara saw the person in the video and exhaled a sigh of relief to see her son safe. But once it started playing, her face changed like that of a chameleon. Once the video was finished, she shook her head and mumbled, more to herself than to others, ”Im~possib~le. Impossible. This is~ ... this is fake. I don’t believe it.” She said her face was pale now. She then looked at her husband and shook her head, ”Wyatt~ ... honey~ ... don’t trust this. Don’t trust them. This is fake. It must be bogus. Nigel would never do this to us. They are trying to set him up.”

Wyatt thought otherwise as he lashed out at her, ”Stupid woman. Do you think I can’t tell real from fake? That son of yours~ .... that bloody fucking piece of bullcrap~ .... he betrayed us. He clearly betrayed us, and you are still taking his side. Are you blind or what? Open your eyes wide, see and listen. Nigel~ ... that bastard has betrayed us.”

”No~ .... NOOOO~ ... you are lying. You all are lying,” Zara shook her head, still in denial. The next second, with all her energy, she crawled forward and grabbed the man’s pants, who was sitting, trying to dig her broken nails into him, ”YOU~~~ .... You~ ... vicious person. Why are you after us? WHYYY? Are you that girl’s sugar daddy? Did she sweet-talk you into doing this? She must be after revenge.” She then started laughing hysterically, claiming, ”HAhaHAHAhhaha~ hhahahha~ .... do you even know you aren’t the only one. She has tons of other sugar daddies she is wringing around. You are one of her pawns and nothing else.”

The man kicked her away effortlessly and chuckled, ”Fancy coming from someone as rancorous as you, Zara~ Long~” He gave a cold glare while his secretary added, ”Sugar Daddy? Sweet talking? Wringing around? Hahh~ ... you think everyone is like you, who cheated on her husband with multiple men.

Zara, who, after that brutal kick to her stomach, was lying in a fetal position when she heard his words, her blood ran cold. Her eyes were ready to bulge out of their sockets as her lashes trembled.

”YOU~ ... WHAT~ ....?” Wyatt thundered, looking at his wife in disbelief. The revelation had made him spiral as his eyes were blazing red.

”Honey~ ... Wyatt~ ... no, don’t believe them. I would never, never double-cross you. I have been loyal to you, always, always,” she said with a trembling, almost pleading voice. ”Their motive is to sow discord amongst us. It is that girl’s doing. That girl named Myra, she is behind all this. It’s because we kidnapped her; she is trying to take it back at us.”

Wyatt, seeing her wife denying so strongly, couldn’t comprehend what to say or how to react. He didn’t know whom to trust between the two.

The thing that broke the camel’s back was when the secretary threw a file towards him and said, ”See for yourself, whether what I claim is true or fake. Your wife, Zara Long, not only slept with several men, but she also~ .... slept with both of your biological brothers. Even the son she is so proud of, Nigel Long, is not yours but one of your brother’s seed.”

Before Zara could scramble and tear the evidence, Wyatt snatched it. With bruised eyes, his eyes darted around the photos of his wife meeting different men in hotels. There were also pictures of his brothers hand in hand with Zara as they walked into their marital house. Next, there was a DNA report, which clearly stated that he and Nigel had only thirty one per cent match. That meant he was not the father but his uncle. He never doubted it because Nigel and he had quite a lot of similarities.

He then looked at Zara with pure hatred, as he lunged forward and grabbed her by the throat, ”YOU LYING BITCH. You cheated on me and are now trying to deny it. I will kill you~ .... I will fucking kill you~ .... You fucking trumpet~.... Today, you will die by my hands~ ... YOU WENCH.”

Zara didn’t stay still; she retaliated, scratching his face and making a bloody mess out of him. Seeing her chance, she squeezed his balls with her other hand as he screamed in pure agony. Out of breath, she took heavy, laboured breaths and shouted, ”It’s you. It was all because of you, Wyatt Long. If you hadn’t got into my best friend’s pants and fucked her, I wouldn’t have done this. Hahahhaha~ .... Behaving like you are some saint and not a dickhead. Go on~ .... Kill me. Let me see what you have got.”

They both pounced on each other with murderous intent.

The other two turned around and started walking outside. One of the men came running and asked, ”Sir~ .... Sir~ ... should we stop them? At this rate, they will kill each other.”

Oliver Grey, glancing at his master’s cold face, answered on his behalf, ”No need to stop them. Just~ ... don’t let them die yet. And remember to make a video of them going at each other.”

The man took his command, nodded and walked inside.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .