Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 73: The Lost Wolf

A short woman, maybe around five feet or so, with dirty blonde hair came running, all huffing and puffing. With a loud enough voice, she asked, "Where is our young master? .... huffff ... You called ..... huffff ... I am ... the nanny" she demanded from the security manager. She was crouching, her hands on her knees as she inhaled big gulp of oxygen.

"What is your name?" the security guy inquired. "And what is the name of the child?"

"My name is Stella and the young master’s name is Adrian Taylor" Stella answered truthfully.

"Show me your Identification card and employment card as well," the security personnel asked. Stella frowned at his tone which was strict, but did show him the things he asked for.

After confirming her identification, the guard pointed to the child, who was sipping orange juice while talking to a young girl who was about the same age as Stella, with a sturdy and drop dead gorgeous looking man accompanying the former.

Observing the scene, Stella’s mouth tightened. She called out, "Young Master Adrian, who gave you this? Don’t you know, you are not allowed to drink such beverages? It is bad for your health."

Hearing Stella’s stern and harsh voice, Adrian jolted as he looked in the direction she was coming from. He tried to hide the juice carton, but Stella had already seen it, it was of no use.

Myra got up from the bench, as she looked at Stella with a judgmental face, "You are Adrian’s nanny?" she didn’t like her reprimanding tone towards a child.

Ignoring Myra’s words and only nodding at her in return, she then turned to Alaric instead, "Sorry to give you so much trouble. Our young master is a bit naughty and loves to play and roam around."

Alaric didn’t give Stella any reply, because he simply didn’t care and did not even look at her face, but Myra did. Stella was acting all shy and bashful in front of Alaric, making Myra’s stomach churn. The coyness Stella was showing Alaric was completely different from how she paid no heed to Myra’s inquiry.

Adrian got up from the bench as well, as he called, "Stella Colts, where .... were you? You left me ..... all alone ..... in this ... cro-crowded place?" there was an edge in his stammering voice. He didn’t like the way Stella disregarded Myra’s presence and was getting chummy with the big brother.

Stella’s eyes widened at the timid young master who was talking back to her. ’This is a first’, she was in disbelief. She swallowed her pride and answered, "I was just purchasing the things you asked me to buy. I am sorry young master Adrian. You must have been scared" feigning concern, she hugged Adrian tightly, a bit too tight, pinching him hard, but her words were softly spoken. She then got up and asked Alaric, twirling her unrestrained lock of hair, "Thank you for your timely help. If you weren’t there to take care of Young Master Adrian, anything could have happened. Can you tell me your name and number, please?

Alaric was repulsed by Stella’s audacity, he said bluntly, "take care of the child well" and without even giving her a single glance, held Myra’s hand again and started walking away.

Myra called out to him, "Wait just a second." She swirled and called out to Stella in a scolding tone, "Ms. Stella Colts, Adrian is just a toddler and it is your job to a keep a close eye on him, as his nanny. Don’t just leave the child alone when buying something. What if some ill-intentioned person would have come across Adrian? You know it is because of your carelessness that he got lost in the first place."

Myra, who was an orphan, didn’t like people who would neglect their duty of taking care of young children. Back at the orphanage, many couples used to come for adoption and they would eventually adopt one of the many kids. But after only a few months, they would return the kid back as if they were not a living person but some internet product they could return at will, sighting different reasons. Most of them sounded ridiculous to Myra. Like, once it so happened, that a couple who had adopted a young four year old boy, brought him back and said that he was a sickly child and they couldn’t afford to pay for his medical expenses. ’Like, seriously, if your own child was sick, would you still do the same, huhh?’

So, when Myra saw her disrespectful behavior, she was pissed with Stella’s blabbering and her godforsaken bitchy attitude.

Alaric looked at the feisty Myra, her gentleness was vanished in the air. She rebuked that boy’s nanny so harshly, that too, in front of so many people. He waited for Myra to finish her words and then without any delay started marching, "Let’s go, we have things to buy, let’s not waste more time."

Myra didn’t try to shove his hand away and they both departed the scene. As they both got to some distance, Myra awkwardly retrieved her hand and Alaric was nonchalant about it, as he asked, "Are you done with buying your stuff? Can we go back to Nora now?"

Rubbing the back of her neck, Myra pursed her lips, "Aaaa, I still have to buy the gifts for your parents. I am a bit confused, can you help me out" her tone was filled with kindness and innocence, just like the way she was talking to Adrian back there.

Alaric stared at her with a somewhat dumbfounded expression; the niceness in her voice wasn’t something he was used to.

Myra continued, "I wouldn’t have troubled you, but I don’t know much about what they like and their preferences. Please, Mr. Everests, help me this once."

Alaric didn’t say anything, neither agreed nor denied her request, which was a rare sight. Myra took it as he consented and started asking questions.

Alex was stunned at how Alaric, unlike always, didn’t straight away deny Myra. He was also answering her questions, though the answers were mostly in one word. He got curious and asked, ’What happened to you today? You are taking her shopping, guarding her and now helping her in choosing gifts as well. Ohhh Al, you have finally grown up. You now know how to be nice to someone, though your nice is not the typical nice. But it is still improvement.’

Alaric shut Alex’s chippering, ’Wolf, this is the first and last bit of kindness I will show to this human. She will be good as gone tomorrow and I won’t be seeing her again. You, won’t be seeing her again.’

Listening to his words Alex was infuriated; he growled inside his head as Alaric enjoyed Alex’s reaction and started humming a tune which only intensified Alex’s gravelly mood.

After picking up some suitable gifts, they met Nora and Shana at the mall’s food court. As soon as, Myra and Alaric came, Shana disappeared from their sight.

Myra asked Nora, searching for her bodyguard, "Where’s Shana? Won’t she be eating with us?"

"She had some work, so I sent her off" Nora casually conveyed. "So, what did you buy?"

"Let me show you" saying this, Myra started showing Nora her souvenirs. The girls got busy as they kept on munching on their food and chatting. Alaric was mostly silent throughout their conversation. With another round of shopping together, they all exited the mall with a lots and lots of shopping bags.

As soon as, they returned on the road, the sky which was all bright and clear earlier was now gloomy with dark clouds lingering. The sunny and cheery day turned into a heavy and dreary one. Nora had planned to go on picnic with Myra afterwards but it had to be cancelled because of the cloudy weather.

Instead, they decided to return to the mansion early. In between their journey, the rain started falling; it was quite heavy, pouring.

Nora who was disappointed as well as exhausted, dozed off as her head keep swaying left and right. Alaric was driving carefully and slowly, in order not to disturb her rest.

But Nora’s head kept on bumping on the windowsill every now and then. Myra when she saw this, shook her head, chuckled and then adjusted Nora’s head on her shoulder carefully as she looked at the droplets of rain settling and sliding from the window.

Alaric looked at the pair from the front mirror, his face was unreadable. A jerk and brat he may be, but he loved his family, especially his baby sister a lot. He couldn’t help but say, "Ehem ehem, Nora really treasures and trusts you. When she came to live with us, she was always walking on eggshells, afraid to make any mistakes in front of us."

Myra listened to him without interrupting, Alaric continued, "But the way she behaves with you. It can come off as imposing to others but I can tell she’s way too concerned for you, and always thinking about you. She’s very carefree around you, unrestrained."

Myra licked her lips, wetting them as she replied, her voice a bit hoarse, "We have grown up together and most of the time I have acted the part of her big sister, although we are of same age. The trust is mutual between us and I know her ins and outs. I can even sacrifice my life for her and I know she will do the same for me, if such situation arrives."

Listening to her heartfelt words, Alaric’s hand tightened on the steering wheel.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .