Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 13: Myra’s Injury

(Author’s POV)

There was awkward silence between the two, mostly on Myra’s part and only the sound of fallen and dried leaves being crushed underneath Dion’s foot, could be heard mixed with their mingled breaths.

Although, Dion has been walking from quite a while, his breathing didn’t sound heavy at all, not even for a second.

She was not on the bulky side but also wasn’t thin, that was for sure. This made Myra amazed, ’All these muscles and abs are not just for scoring numbers with girls, hmm impressive. Wait what? What are you feeling his abs for? You are so pathetic Myra. Get a hold of yourself and behave, will you.’

Abruptly, Dion purred in the crook of Myra’s neck and mumbled, "Myra, what does your boyfriend do?" his whispering was making Myra feel dizzy, making her body tremble.

She tried to remain calm and composed, as she replied, "I don’t have any boyfriend." The waft of his scent intruded her nostrils, penetrating something within her heart, ’His perfume is heavenly, when I get a chance, I’ll definitely ask him what brand does he wear. Hope it is not too pricey.’

"You haven’t had any or don’t have one right now?" Dion asked her, curiosity oozing from his eyes as he glanced at her, waiting for her answer.

"Haven’t had yet" was her short and casual, but curt reply.

"Ohh, how come? I don’t believe it. You are lying right?" he pushed her more with his words, almost teasing her. ’Boyfriend or no boyfriend, my eyes are already set on you, Babe. You are soon going to worship me.’

"What’s not to believe?" Myra fired back, creasing her brows.

Drey was loving their playfully banter. When Dion added, "Just couldn’t believe, how such a lovely girl like you, can be single? You definitely must have a lot of suitors in Damona?"

’What is with this *girls like me* phrase? What does it even mean?’ Myra’s mind filtered the word lovely and only focused on girls like her phrase. "I haven’t found anyone suitable yet, yeah it’s just that, no other fancy reason, I guess."

As their small talks flowed smoothly, they reached near the mansion.

As soon as Nora saw them coming, she came rushing towards them. She was a bit angry at first and was ready to lash out at Dion, but when she saw Myra in Dion’s arms, she became extremely worried, "What happened to you, Myra? Are you alright? Why is Brother Dion carrying you? He didn’t bully you or something, did he?" she made a fist with her right hand and twisted it in circular motions.

"Thank you for your help. But you can put me down now, Dion" Myra conveyed to Dion, but he didn’t comply with her words at all.

"Her ankle’s like a watermelon right now. And what do you mean by bully her? Am I someone who bullies beauties?" Dion spoke unbashful. "And for you Ms. Beauty, the tour’s over for the day. Let me take you to your room, so you can rest there" he brushed his index finger on the tip of Myra’s nose flirtatiously and he started walking inside the mansion without a care.

Nora followed them behind closely.

Elio, who was watching the show from the sidelines, suddenly came into the picture. He held Myra’s swollen ankle which made her hiss in return.

Elio donned a serious expression on his face. He didn’t say anything further and simply followed the bunch to Myra’s room.

Elio Everests can be described as a ’down to earth’ person. Although, he was of an Alpha blood, a Lycan Alpha at that, he didn’t think twice before touching Myra’s feet, who was a mere human.

Unlike his peers and fellow wolves, who thought that humans were beneath them and they are just foolish beings and meant to be their slaves or plaything only, but in Elio’s eyes, everyone was equal and deserved the same type of treatment.

As they reached Myra’s room, Dion placed Myra carefully on the bed and Elio came forward to further examine her ankle thoroughly.

Elio sat on the bed, placing Myra’s feet on his thigh scrupulously. As he touched her ankle, a sharp pain coursed through, making her yelp. "What happened for you to be in such condition?" he looked at Myra and asked matter of factly. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

She hesitated and looked at Dion, chewing her lower lip and said guiltily, "I lost my balance and twisted my ankle somehow." Her voice small.

"Has this ankle been injured before or something similar has happened in the recent past?" Elio probed about her condition seriously.

"No, I don’t think of any" she spat almost immediately. Then a thought crossed her mind like a flash and she remembered last night’s scene. In order to distant herself from that jerk of a person, she hastily got up and ended up with a bit of difficulty walking yesterday.

And now the same place was twisted. As her inner monologue was on full swing, an ’Ohhhhh’ escaped her mouth.

She couldn’t inform about last night’s incident to anyone out of embarrassment. Everyone looked at her, but didn’t comment. Dion didn’t like how Elio was touching Myra’s feet.

He was not the jealous type, not at all, but this was making him uncomfortable somehow, which was very unlike him. His eyes darkened for a second as he announced, "I have already called for Dr. Andrew and he will be here soon. So, you can let go now, ELIO."

Elio let go of her slender, well proportionate legs, and got up which eased Dion and Drey’s minds a bit.

Myra was observing Dion and suddenly she thought, ’When did he call for a doctor? He didn’t even move an inch and didn’t even take out his phone to even text, let alone a call. Does he know telepathy or something of that sort? Huhh, as if. Maybe he told some of his servant to call for a doc.’ This made Myra suspicious.

To be Continued . . . . . . . . .