Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers

(Author’s POV)

”Why~ .... why are you still here?” Myra asked, blinking as she looked at the person holding her close.

”You thought I would leave you? Why, do you not want me here?” Dion asked, making a sulking face.

”Uhh~ ... no~ ... it’s not like that. I just~ ... I just,” Myra fumbled with her words. She was too flustered to say anything.

”Alright, alright. I’m just kidding, Myra,” he chuckled softly, steadying her on her feet. ”I came to get you. So, how can I leave without taking you with me, hmm?” He smoothly took the face towel from her hand and started dabbing her face and hairline with extra care. ”Let me do it for you.”

This time, Myra stared at him without blinking. Their faces were only inches apart. She could clearly see the curve of his nose, the shape of his lips, the gold in his golden-green eyes, and the tiny mole peeking out from above his left brow. He focused attentively on drying her face, as his warm breath fanned across it, making her heart thump like a drum.

He tucked a damp strand of hair behind her ear and asked, ”Impressed by what’s in front of you?” His tone was flirtatious.

”Huh?” Myra snapped back, flustered.

He leaned even closer, the tips of their noses brushing in a feather touch. ”Did I catch Ms. Miracle’s eye?”

Myra backed away. ”What~ ... what are you saying? I did not.” She hurriedly tried to clear her name, a warm glow rising to her face.

Dion laughed heartily as he ruffled her hair, his eyes full of affection. ”Myra~ ... do you know how you look right now?” His eyes darted to her wet lips, then back to her hazels. ”Irresistible,” he cooed beside her ear.

His blatant flirting made her red as a cherry. She shuddered hearing his words. ”Wha~t are you saying? Dion, don’t~ ... say something like this.”

”What? Did I say anything wrong?” he flicked the tip of her nose with his finger. ”You are so~ ....”

Before he could finish his sentence, Myra pushed him away and scurried towards the door. ”Let’s go; Wendy must be waiting.”

Dion grinned from ear to ear as he looked at her from behind. She looked just like a doe running away from a wolf. ”Adorable~ ...” he mumbled softly. Then he said, ”Wait for me.”

Panting, Myra reached outside Wendy’s room. She tried to calm her racing heart and knocked. A sweet, bubbly voice came from inside, ”Coming~~~~ ....” The next second, she walked out and said, her voice loud, ”Sis~ ... what’s wrong. Why are you so red? Do you have a fever?”

”It’s not a fever. She was just~ ... running,” Dion answered for her.

”From what?” Wendy asked, confused as she saw Dion approaching them.

”Nothing~ .... we should go now. Everyone must be waiting for us.” Myra grabbed Wendy’s hand and started dragging her towards the elevator.

Wendy looked back at Dion and then at his sister. Lowering her voice, she whispered, ”Did something happen between you two?”

”NOO~ ...” Myra’s answer came louder and almost instantly. ”What~ ... what would happen? Don’t talk nonsense.”

’A strong denial~ .... ahhaa,’ Wendy thought as a knowing smile appeared on her lips. ’Then let me give you two a hand.’

As they were about to step inside the elevator, Wendy spoke, ”Ohh~ ... I forgot my phone. You guys go ahead. I’ll get it and join you there.” Without waiting for Myra’s response, she walked back, her ponytail swaying.

Dion had already seen the edge of her phone peeking out from inside her pocket. A sly grin spread across his face. ’Nice, sister-in-law.’

He quickly entered the elevator and leaned against the back wall, with his right leg bent backwards and propped up. He looked at her and said, ”Come on~ ... Myra. As you said, everyone is waiting.”

Myra wanted to refuse. She was scared of being alone with him. After that kiss, she wanted to dodge him at all costs. But he was persistent. She knew she couldn’t avoid him forever. Not when she was staying in his house until Noah and Sara’s anniversary. She had no choice but to give in.

She let out a long breath. ’Myra, don’t be like that. Don’t let him affect you. Don’t let him get in your head.’ With this, she stepped inside and stood as far away from him as she could. Dion didn’t try to get close to her. He remained stationed as the door slid closed.

As the elevator started to descend, he uttered her name, ”Myra~ ...”

”Yes,” her voice came out tight. She didn’t look back.

”Thank you~ ...” he mumbled.

Myra’s head tilted back immediately. ”For what?” she looked at him with obvious surprise.

”For giving us another chance. For agreeing to come here. For forgiving us,” he said, his tone sincere. ”I just want you to know. I~ ... we all missed you a lot.”

Myra opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She didn’t know what to say to that.

When the door opened, Dion walked out. Myra followed quietly. He deliberately slowed his steps, matching her strides. In the living room, Elio was pacing. When he saw the two of them walking side by side, he and Leo both felt very uncomfortable. He had been anxious ever since Dion went to get her. He hurried towards them.

”You are here,” he said. Myra nodded. He glanced behind them and asked, ”Where is Wendy? Why is she not with you?”

”She forgot her phone in her room,” Myra replied.

”I’ll go and get her,” he offered. Just as he stood in front of the elevator, the ding sound echoed as the door opened. Wendy was about to step out, but when she saw him, she stopped, her eyes widened. ”Elio~ ...” she called his name.

”Ahh~ ... you came. I was just coming to get you,” he said casually.

But no matter how casual his tone was, it made Wendy blush as she repeated, ”You were coming for me.”

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .