Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 149: I Have Nothing To Do With Them

(Author’s POV)

"Hello," Alaric’s cold and detached voice echoed from the other of the line.

Myra was panting profusely, her voice vibrated from sheer fright as she cried while running for her god damn life, "Al ... ari ... c H . e . l . p."

Alaric frowned at the other end and checked his phone’s display. The number was unknown but the voice, he knew he had heard it somewhere. The voice on the other end sounded distort because of the poor reception as well as Myra’s constant running. He thought, one of those fanatics she wolf had somehow gotten their hands on his personal number and is trying to reach him. He spat feeling agitated, "Who have you called?" to confirm their identity.

He could hear only the sound of someone’s gasps harshly. Before the call got disconnected Myra’s distorted plea for help was heard by him, "It ...... s me, My~ra. HEL~ P Me."

After the call was cut, Alaric looked at the screen and was confused, ’What was that?’ He then shrugged that matter off and looked at the time. "Why isn’t she here yet? Her flight is about to depart in half an hour. Has she run away?"

’She isn’t like that. She must be stuck in traffic or something. She will be here soon, Al. You tell me, why are we at the airport waiting for Myra,’ Alex questioned him.

’Traffic? At this time? There is hardly any traffic at this time of the day. Maybe, I was right all along. She was spying on us and has returned to the one who bribed her," Alaric blabbered confidently.

Alex growled at his words as Alaric mind linked one of the omegas to ask, "Nora’s friend, when did she leave the house?"

Omega answered truthfully, "Young Alpha Alaric, Ms. Miracle left the house probably an hour ago." Alaric creased his brow but did not comment any further. He disconnected the mind linked shortly after.

He snorted, mumbling, ’I guess she isn’t coming. Myra Miracle, when I find you this time. I will teach you a lesson which you would never forget."

He started the car and zoomed off, leaving the airport to search for Myra. Alex, though reluctantly, helped him, trying to trace Myra’s scent.

But his motive was different than Alaric. He was simply worried for her well-being and just wanted her to be safe and sound.

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Myra teared of a piece of her clothing and stuck it on a lowered tree branch at the opposite direction from the hiding place.

She then took off both her shoes and threw them in that very direction, to make those kidnappers follow the other trail.

Once she was sure that everything was done, she hid inside the tree portal like structure which was small in size. Someone must have made it for small animals to protect themselves from their preys. But Myra somehow managed to squeeze into it.

Myra clasped her mouth tightly so that her breathing couldn’t be heard by those kidnappers.

She looked at her phone and made another attempt to make a call but there was no signal.

In the middle of this, those kidnappers came and started searching for Myra. One of them said, "Where has that cute little whore gone to? You know she can’t escape like that."

The other one replied, "That cunt sprayed that shitty thing into our eyes. I will ruin her today. She is a human, after all. Where can she even run? Her scent is stronger here. She must be hiding somewhere nearby. Let’s find that chick and do the deed."

Myra’s nails dug into her palm as she kept praying to save her from this mess. Her other hand was still covering her mouth. Her eyes were brimmed with tears but she was too afraid to let them fall or make any sound.

One of those men, who had a rose tattoo etched on his bulky left arm started searching the bushes impatiently, "Where are you bitch? Come out, don’t test my patient. The more you try to hide, the more painful your death will turn out to be?" He threatened her.

He was dangerously close to where Myra was currently hiding. She held her breath and didn’t move even a centimeter, tears began to spill from the corner or her red veiny eyes.

"Aye, look, she has gone that way," his partner shouted from the other end.

He stopped but didn’t hurry, looked around observing his surroundings and after confirming that there wasn’t anything out of ordinary, retreated.

Myra kept her eyes on those two.

They walked away in the opposite direction to search for Myra.

Once they were gone, Myra came out of her spot and started sprinting barefoot towards the path she has come from.

Her hair were messy, her clothes were in shambles and muddy, filthy. But she didn’t not care for any of that. She knew she had to get out of here and reach a place where the signal is good so that she can call Nora. She clutched her phone desperately like it was her lifeline.

Tiny pebbly stones and small splintered twigs pierced her delicate feet but the fear of getting caught wouldn’t allow her to take a breather.

Her labored breathing and scurrying footsteps echoed inside the dark forest and alert those men.

"Shit, that bitchy human tried to fool us," they turned around and dashed across the forest, not in the mood to playing around anymore.

Myra was just about to reach the road when one of them came rushing from behind. She screamed in sheer pain and fright, "Aaaaaaaaaaa ........"

The flower tattooed guy, holding handful of her hair roughly, pulled her ruthlessly towards him, thrown vicious words at her, "You slimy piece of cunt, don’t you dare try to run away. We haven’t even started and you want to escape so soon."

Myra held his arm, dug her slightly sharp nails and scratched him mercilessly, but he didn’t budge. Instead, he started laughing as the other commented, "Isn’t she a feisty one?" He drooled as he looked at Myra’s sticky clothed figure.

She yelled while crying, "Who are you? Why are you targeting me? I know what you are. I didn’t do anything to offend you. So, why ..... ?"

He held her jaw, tracing her lips with his thumb lewdly, disgusting Myra, as he spat, "Baby, you might not have offended us, but you sure have irked someone’s fury."

The other one added, "That’s good that you know what we are. That way, it will be easier for you to take us both in. After all, it won’t be your first time. Those filthy Lycans must have shoved their dicks in and out of you, countless times in past few weeks. Did you enjoy it? I can assure you that we will show you heaven."

Myra was terrified to hear them speak such a vulgar language. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THEM. PLEASE, spare me. I beg you, please ...."

They fisted her hair even more tightly, laughing and taunting at her face, "Do you take us for fools? You think we don’t know. You are that lost cases human friend, aren’t you. The one, those vicious couple called their goddess daughter. We know everything about you, so don’t you dare lie to us."

Myra’s heart pounded loudly in her chest, as if it was screaming for help.

Without wasting anytime, they started tearing her remaining clothes off of her body.

She protested both verbally and physically but didn’t manage to stop their filthy lustful moves. She landed on the muddy and sticky ground as they shoved her.

One of them, touched his bulging area near his crotch and sneered, "See, how excited my meat is getting, that to for a human chick."

Myra wailed for help, "SOMEBODY ... SAVE ME. HELPPPPPPP."

Those lecherous werewolf’s laughter reverberated inside the dense forest, as if mocking her distressful pleas for help.

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Back at the Everests mansion, inside Brave’s room. Elio was tending to his brother when he felt a slight discomfort near his heart area. He gripped the left side of his ribcage. Suddenly, the monitor in front of him, which showed Brave’s vitals started fluctuating.

Shoving his own discomfort aside, he checked Brave’s pupils. Ethan became worried and called for Greg instantly. He assisted Elio while waiting for Dr. Andrew.

Inside Dion’s room, he was doing push ups when his heart started to convulse oddly. He fell to the floor and clutched his heart. The painful sensation was nipping at his core.

On the way back from the airport, Alaric was driving with his windows down to trace Myra’s scent. Out of the blue, a prickling ache shot at his heart. The vehicle made a screeching sound as his car came to a halt. ’What is this pain that I am experiencing?’

Alex responded, ’Al, it’s hurting. Something isn’t right. I can feel it. My gut says, this has something to do with Myra. We need to find her, FAST."

To Be Continued . . . . . . . . .