Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers

(Author’s POV)

”WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING, Yona?” Dion thundered in fury, swiftly pulling Myra into his arms. Yona flinched, an instinctive tskkk escaping her mouth.

”Dion, it’s not what you~ ....” Myra tried to say something, but he interrupted. He took her blood-stained hand in one hand and cupped her face with the other, asking, his voice dripping with immense concern, ”Myra~ .... does your hand hurt? Let me treat you.” He lifted her hand to take a good look when Myra said, ”I am not the one who is hurt; Yona is. It’s not my blood but hers, Dion.”

Hearing her words, Dion loosened his grip on her hand a little and started to check. There really was no laceration, not even a scratch. Then his eyes darted towards Yona’s wrist. It was stained red, but the wound was healing little by little, thanks to her werewolf abilities.

”I~ ... I am sorry~ ... I thought you were hurt. So, I got anxious. But I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable,” Dion said, embarrassed.

”I understand you were worried, but you shouldn’t have yelled at her like that. Dion, instead of apologizing to me, you should apologize to her,” Myra said, her stance firm as she pointed towards Yona.

All this while, Yona kept staring at Dion without even blinking. She caught the look of sheer panic on his face. It was so genuine, so unfiltered, that it made her skin crawl. Her jaw tightened at the scene as she dug her sharp nails into her palm. But when Myra turned the tide toward her, she lowered her eyes instantly, trying to look docile and innocent.

Dion pursed his lips, refusing to say even a word to Yona. He, the Lycan Alpha, Dion Everests, would apologize to that scheming, lowly bitch? Not a chance.

But when Myra saw his resistance, she met his gaze earnestly and held his hand in hers, saying, ”Dion, I know you are a kind person, and you didn’t mean to yell at her. It was a misunderstanding on your part. But~ .... this time, you were in the wrong. Don’t be like that, hmm~ ...”

Dion eyes trembled as she looked at her. He opened his mouth, then closed it; no sound came out.

Myra kept his hand in her hold. Finally, he had no choice but to give in. After another long pause, he sighed and, without looking at Yona, said, ”So~rry.”

”Dion~ ...” Myra pressed.

Dion cleared his throat and uttered, ”I am sorry. I misunderstood you.”

”Young master, you don’t have to~ ...” Yona spoke, getting up from the couch, her voice sounding nervous. But inside, she was left utterly shocked by what she heard. ’The unapologetic Dion Everests said sorry to her? He has never once apologized to anyone in his life. Not that she knew of. Who would even dare to make him? He is the third Lycan prince. But he did~ ... for a human like Myra?’

”Alright~ ... now~ ... come with me. I am here to take you to the dining hall.” he smoothly twisted his hand and was now holding Myra’s hand like they were a couple. Not giving her any chance, he started leading her out.

Blindsided by his sudden move, Myra felt her face getting hot. She recalled the kiss on the plane and now holding hands so intimately; her cheeks turned rosy. Just when they were about to step out, she stopped him. ”Dion, yo~u should go first. I~ ... need to wash up.” She let go of his hand and bolted into the bathroom, face, ears and neck all red.

Dion looked at her retreating figure and couldn’t help but chuckle, ’Hahh~ ... adorable,” he mumbled.

Remembering someone’s presence, he tilted his head sideways; the crinkle in his eyes vanished, replaced with a chill similar to the Arctic.

Yona’s whole body went stiff. She quickly walked towards Dion and started to explain, ”Young master, Luna Sara sent me here with Ms. Miracle’s luggage. When~ ... when I entered the room, I~ ... I lost my balance and the vase shattered. I swear on the moon goddess’s name. I didn’t do it on purpose. Please, believe me. Please. I would never do such a thing.” Her eyes turned misty as she pleaded.

Dion didn’t change his expression. He just said, ”Drop the act, Yona. You aren’t as innocent as you make yourself seem. I know very well what you are capable of. So~ ... don’t you dare do this in front of me.”

Yona shut her mouth immediately, her head lowered, her shoulders slumped.

”Now, get the fuck out of her room. I don’t want you near Myra, not even her shadow. Got it,” he warned, glaring at her. ”Get lost.”

Yona scurried out with her tail between her legs. As she turned around the corner, she finally stopped and looked back, her eyes full of menace. She banged her almost recovered hand into the wall and spouted, each syllable with immense spite, ”He is kicking me to the curb for a mere, filthy human. He would even lower himself for her sake? What the fuck does she have that I don’t? I have served him for years in every possible way, done everything I could to win him over. But this trashy human just pranced around, didn’t lift a finger and got to snatch my man. No way. Last time, you were lucky and escaped those useless rogues. But not this time~ .... This time I will take the reins in my own hands and finish the job. I, Yona Brown, the rogue princess, would end your life, Myra Miracle. You. Just. Wait.” With that, she stomped away furiously.

Inside the bathroom, Myra looked at herself in the mirror. The blush had spread across her neck and ears. Flustered, she unscrewed the tap and started splashing cold water onto her face. Once she was done, she once again gazed at her now soaked, bedraggled self. Then her eyes darted towards her damp lips as she touched them with her fingers and mumbled, ”Why the hell does this keep happening? First that sudden kiss, and now this.” She shook her head vigorously and said, looking herself in the eye, ”No, that was just an accident. It was not even a kiss, just a peck. So, stop thinking about it, Myra.”

After making sure all the redness was gone and calming herself, she finally emerged from the bathroom. Drying her face with a towel, she didn’t see the carpet. She took only two steps forward when her feet tangled, throwing her off balance. A yelp escaped her mouth.

A strong pair of hands grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into his arms. ”Easy there~ ....”

Myra’s eyes widened as she blinked and looked at the figure. ”Hnnnkk~ ... why are you, why are you here?”

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .