Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 145: Have A ’Safe Journey’

(Author’s POV)

"You can’t go anywhere before the meeting with the elders is held. I forbid you," Alaric ordered, his tone filled with authority as well as arrogance.

Initially, Myra was bewildered at his sheer audacity. Then she started guffawing at him mockingly, "Hahaha ..... this is insane, seriously. I am baffled by your narcissistic personality. When you couldn’t convince me by being polite, you started threatening me. *Loud and sarcastic clap* .... Even when that didn’t go your way, you changed your tactics and thought that I will comply by your commands like your good little slave.

FYI Mr. Narcissist Everests, I am not interested in your petty King and pawn game. I am not your or anyone else’s slave. I am my own people. And when I say won’t stay here. I mean every single word."

He was pissed by her choice of words and started taking huge strides towards her direction but what she said next made him consider and eventually halt his steps, "If you take one more step or try to force me into agreeing, I will tell everything to your parents. About how you tried to mess with me and called me your mate," she said spitefully.

Alaric gritted his teeth, his hands clenched on each side, "Showing your true colors now, aha? You dare do that and I wil~"

"Ahaa ..... I do fucking dare," she crossed her arms, her eyes brimmed with challenge.

Alaric was on the verge of losing his temper but he also knew, he absolutely cannot let anyone know about that bane word. He tried to restrain his willingness to make her comply with his wishes, ’No, I need to be patient. She is trying to mess up with me right now. If I lose my temper now, she will accuse me somehow. Not that I am afraid, but right now, due to Brave’s condition, my parents are already stressed enough. I need to find another way to make her stay.’ He pursed his thin tips, glared her way one last time with his hole boring gaze without uttering anything and walked out with imposing and thumping steps.

He slammed the door shut, the banging sound echoed harshly, the voice jolting Myra awake. Her legs gave out and she slumped onto the bed, her hands trembling uncontrollably. She was trying to maintain her composure in front of Alaric but once he had left, all her bravado disappeared.

She gripped her hands together tightly, in order to stop the shivering but the thoughts of a potential threat to her life, made her shudder with fright. Her stomach churned and she ran off towards the bathroom, retching, dry heaving.

There was little than nothing to empty out but still her heaving didn’t stop. After a good four or five minutes, she felt better, cleaned her mouth and washed her face, splashing cold water. Her mind which was fogged up until a few minutes back was now crystal clear.

After visiting Brave and listening to Elio’s confession, a part of her wanted to stay back just until Brave’s recovery, she was in a state of dilemma. But after hearing Alaric, she was determined to return to Damona. After all, she has promised her mother to have dinner with the whole family, she will not break that promise anyhow.

Yes, she was feeling bad for Brave and his parents but her own well-being was of utmost importance to her. She has suffered a great deal in this ordeal and she needed some alone time to process.

It was not just about last night’s incident, even before that. How she kept on getting injured or getting sick throughout her duration of staying at Everests. Realizing something, she laughed depressingly, ’I guess this is what they say a star-crossed relationship. I and this family, we are ill-fated and it is better to not escalate things even more. I don’t want me or my loved ones to suffer anymore.’

She had come to a conclusion, that she was returning home, today.

In less than ten minutes, she packed everything necessary and came out of her room with her luggage and essentials bag slinged on her shoulder.

Dion, who was coming to check up on her and somehow persuade her to stay back, looked at her with his eyes wide open. His voice came off as hoarse and throaty, "So..... you are leaving?"

Myra looked back at him, her eyes calm but cold, "Yes, that’s what I have decided."

"Can you not reconsider that?" he stepped closer as he said pleadingly.

Her reply was firm, "No, I have already reconsidered and even after I do it one more time, my answer won’t change, Ms. Everests."

Dion didn’t like how she addressed him, so he protested softly, "Why are you talking to me so distantly, we are friends, right? I know we have messed up about this whole ordeal of being werewolf and keeping it a secret but still my sincerity towards you hasn’t been fake, even once."

Myra was tried of having this conversation over and over again. She didn’t want to confront him or argue with him. She was just too exhausted.

She sighed deeply and said, "Look, whatever you say now, nothing will convince me to stay. That is final. So, it is my humble request to not do that."

She then turned around and walked with measured footing, never looking back again.

When she reached the ground floor, she saw Sara and Noah. They seemed to be waiting for someone. But when they saw her with her bags, they got up and walked towards her.

"So, you have decided to go?" Noah asked, his tone neutral.

"Yes, precisely. My flight is in an hour and half hours away, from now," Myra told them about her plan.

Sara wanted to say something but words didn’t come out of her mouth. She didn’t want to impose anything on Myra, so she quickly mind linked Nora and others, telling them to come to the living room. She omitted about Myra’s departure.

The first one to come was Dion. His shoulders were slumped with dejection. He felt useless and incapable of getting hold of his mate.

Making his way, he stood beside Sara but kept his eyes on Myra. Drey was getting antsy inside him, ’Do something Dion. Will you let her go, just like that?’

Dion pursed his lips, his eyes still fixated on his mate when he answered to his wolf, ’What do you want? Should I drag her forcibly and lock her up? I will figure something out.’

The next to come was Elio followed by Nora. As soon as Nora saw Myra with her luggage in hand, she froze on the spot. Her throat felt itchy and heavy with emotions. With her jaw clenched, she uttered restraining herself from breaking down.

Elio wasn’t shocked, he had anticipated it already after how Myra had left the room. The feeling of despair enveloped him as he tried to utter out some words, "You ... when ... is your flight? I will drive you there."

He didn’t want anybody to see he was on the verge of having a mental breakdown.

"Thank you, but I won’t be needing that. I have already booked a taxi for me, he will be here in five minutes," Myra shut his suggestion down.

Elio didn’t know how to keep the conversation alive after such firm shutdown. In his mind, he thought that he would try talking to Myra while driving her to the airport and try to convince her to at least talk to him and keep in touch. But that thing was also shattered by Myra’s words.

He never once tried to change her mind regarding her departure. Even inside Brave’s room, he only confessed his feelings towards her and how apologetic he was towards her. And even now, when he saw her ready to leave, he simply just suggested to give her a lift. Myra was thankful for his consideration.

"Elio or Dion could have drove you to the airport. It isn’t safe for you to go with strangers," Sara muttered.

Myra didn’t comment, just kept her facial expression neutral.

Nora hadn’t spoken a word to her or anybody else. She was standing like a statue, totally numb. No pleading, no crying, completely frozen. Everybody’s eyes turned towards her, including Myra, they were shocked to see Nora’s reaction. That was quite unlike her usual self. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Before anyone could say something, the elevator door opened and out came Alaric with calm and cool strides.

He walked past Myra and reached his parents, telling them, "I have an urgent business to attend to, so I will be taking my leave." He then turned his head, looked my Myra with a penetrating gaze and said, "I guess you have decided to leave. Have a ’safe journey’ then, human." He smiled; a cold glint quite evident in it and left the house.

Though, Myra’s face didn’t change but inside her head she was getting this suspicious feeling. Alaric who was forcing and threatening her just a few minutes ago, was now behaving collectively as if he had done no such thing.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .