Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 96: Left Me In This Mess

(Author’s POV)

"I am not someone whom you can buy with your money" Myra declared in the empty room. Her eyes were fierce as her words were filled with utmost resoluteness.

The piled by ’bribes’ on the bed, given by the Everests family to her as ’gifts’, were making her eyes sting. Nevertheless, she finished with her packing and made her way out of the room.

Nora, who was already waiting outside for her, was no longer crying. But, her eyes were puffy and bulky by now. Because of all that wailing and sobbing, her nose was a slight shade of red. She tried to hold Myra’s hand, in order to lead her but the latter side stepped her move, did not let Nora touch her.

She simply raised her eyebrows, uttering, "Just, lead the way."

Nora’s lips made a thin line but she refrained from saying anything, she obliged and without saying anything in return and0 started walking ahead of Myra, her head still lowered.

Myra also was not in the mood to talk to her anyhow, so she too kept her mouth shut and simply followed Nora from behind. But she made sure that there was at least two arms distance between them.

As they reached near the elevator, they encountered Yona, who greeted them in a practiced and professional tone with a radiant smile, "Good Morning, Young Miss. Good Morning, Ms. Miracle. How are you feeling now?"

She eyed Myra from head to toe; her internal thoughts were packed with malice, ’After all that shitty mess, she is still alive and well. You, Myra Miracle, because of ’you’, Alpha Dion tried to kill me by choking. It is not over yet. I will definitely get my revenge on you. I will be the one who will have the last laugh, you just wait, you wench. I will rip you to shreds.’

Nora nodded at Yona but Myra did not react to her greeting or to her question. She, very casually entered the elevator, her face was the epitome of coldness now.

One thing she knew now was that, she couldn’t trust anyone from this place, not even the servants because they too were involved in those lies, whether willing or unwillingly. And she didn’t even care now. She looked at Nora who was still standing outside the elevator, lost in her own whirlwind of thoughts, "Aren’t you coming inside? I don’t have whole day, Ms. Everests."

Nora took small steps inside the elevator, still not saying anything.

As soon as the elevator’s door closed, Yona’s eyebrows rose to the roof by this sudden change of attitude from Myra. The chillness in the words which escaped Myra’s mouth was very evident. She didn’t like the way she talked, she hated her attitude even more, "How dare she, now this bitch is trying to ignore my greeting and ordering a werewolf at that. This human definitely has a death wish. I even lowered myself and asked about her health. How even dare, this wench. She should have died last night. Next time, I will take matters into my own hands and finish her off."

Yona was oblivious to the fact that Myra already knew about the Everests’ werewolf identity. By the gossip around, what she knew was that Myra saw Brave’s bloodied condition and fainted thereafter because of the gore scene. The Everests spread this rumor to not blow the matter up; otherwise Myra’s life would be targeted by their enemy.

So, she was puzzled by Myra’s cold tone at first. But then, she came to a conclusion that finally, at last, Myra was showing her stripes, her true nature.

She made her way towards the stairs, calling Victor Smith. She has been relentlessly calling Victor since last night but that jerk of a fool hasn’t answered any of her calls.

Yona was beyond pissed off and kept cursing at him inwardly, ’That douche, stupid bastard, he keeps saying that he loves me, huhhh and mark me. But now that he has made such a mess, he has run away. And he isn’t even taking any of my calls, idiotic asshole. I shouldn’t have trusted him.’

She wanted to give a call to Damien, but was afraid of him. Damien didn’t like her at all and she knew it very well because he never concealed it from anyone.

Nonetheless, she had to get an update on the things and wanted to know what really happened, to analyze the whole situation. So, she called on Damien’s number. But the line only beeped thrice and then disconnected.

’This was odd, why they both are avoiding my calls?’ Yona contemplated. "Ohhh my moon goddess, did they, did they spout something about me in front of Alpha Brave." Her eyes shot up in realization because if this was the case then she will not just die, she will be tormented and tortured to no end by these Lycans.

The previous rogue spy who was caught by the Lycans was met with endless and agonizing maltreatment and persecution.

His name was Oscar Philips and he was a sturdy and robust wolf, full of confident. But fortunately or unfortunately, he was caught because of his lecherous behavior.

Noah, when investigated his background and got to know who Oscar really was, he didn’t relent and branded him with a slave mark and that was just the beginning of his terror. His hands were burned and wolfsbane was poured on the burning flesh which damaged his and his wolf’s hands and claws.

His toe nails were plucked out on by one and so were his teeth. The Lycans tried to extract information from him but Oscar was a loyal Delta to the Rogue King. Till the very end he didn’t open his mouth.

Yona saw all that, but kept quiet. She didn’t want to follow the same fate as that guy who couldn’t keep it in his pants. If this were to happen to her, she would just tell everything to the other party. Oscar’s death was gruesome.

All these past memories and thoughts were making Yona sweat profusely, ’What to do? What should I do? If Brave gets up and tells them something about me, then that will be the end of me. Damn you Victor, Damien, those two are such motherfuckers, leaving me alone to deal with this crappy situation."

With no choice in hand, she made her way towards the kitchen and poured a glass of water. She then very sneakily, walked towards the room where Brave was, her steps soundless. Yona knocked on the door and entered to see a young male werewolf who was in the middle of dozing off. His hand was supporting his head and his eyes were almost shut.

Feeling someone approaching him, his eyes shot up and he stood from the chair, asking, "Who are you?"

Yona gave him, her signature and dazzling smile, "Good Morning Sir, I brought you some water. You have stayed up since last night, you must be tired."

The wolf eyed her suspiciously, not taking the glass. He countered her with his questions, "You have still not replied to my question, who are you? You are not a family member of Alpha Brave."

Yona’s smile didn’t falter as she replied, "My name is Yona and I am an omega working in the pack house, deputy to the Head of Omegas, to be precise. I came to check whether something is need here or not. I am sorry if I have intruded your work somehow." At the end of completing her words, she made a forlorn and guilty face.

The werewolf, scratched his head and muttered, "Ms. Yona, sorry for being rude earlier."

Yona batted her eye lashes, innocently, "No sir, you are only doing your duty, which is commendable. I just wanted to help you with your work."

The young werewolf was speechless by Yona’s beauty. She could be considered a grandmaster in the art of playing innocent and pitiful. And mixed with her looks, the combination was hardly something, anyone could reject.

The young wolf forwarded his hand in gesture, introducing himself, "My name is Ethan, Ethan Gate. Ms. Yona, you can just call me by my name. After all, we must be of same age. And, I am glad you are so thoughtful." Saying this blushed slightly.

Yona tucked a strand of hair behind her ear coyly, batting her lashes, she chimed, "I am happy you think like that, Et~han."

Ethan Gate was instructed by Dr. Greg Andrew, to look after Brave’s condition and to see if someone suspicious makes a visit.

At first he was skeptical of Yona, because apart from the Royal family, no one had visited Brave’s room. But Yona’s little trick from the hat, worked out on him. But still, to stay out of trouble, he didn’t drink the water Yona brought with her.

Yona didn’t insist and kept it aside. She made small talks, asking about Brave’s condition, "How is our Alpha Brave? When I got to know that our Alpha was severally injured, I was devastated. He has already suffered a lot, it makes my heart hurt to see him in this condition." She even feigned some sobbing.

Ethan softened at Yona’s concerned words, his heart melted. In his mind, Yona seemed like a kind and gentle omega. He patted her back, but still kept his distance, not to overdo it.

Yona looked up at him with unshed tears, but inwardly when she saw Ethan’s bewitched face, she knew she has scored one more under her kitty.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .