Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 63: The Argument

(Author’s POV)

"Ishhh, what to do now? I’ll die of boredom, this will make me sick, goshhhhh. And why has Nora not come yet?" Myra was doing light stretching out of weariness. It was soon going to be evening and she was trapped inside her room and Nora didn’t come even once to meet her.

’Let’s go and find where she is’ Myra made her way towards Nora’s room. Today was specifically quiet in the mansion which wasn’t always the case. Not just Nora, even any of the brothers didn’t come and check up on her. Although, Myra was thankful for that but still she was skeptical of the overall situation.

*knock, knock*

"Who’s it?" Nora’s sugary voice could be heard from inside the room.

"It’s me, Nor" Myra answered and Nora at once opened the door for her. "Why are you knocking, come inside."

Myra entered her room, questioning, "I didn’t find you the whole day and you didn’t even visited, sooooo. Here I am."

Sticking her tongue out, Nora spoke, "Ahhhh sorry Ra-ra, mum said not to disturb your rest. So, she forbade all of us, even me" them she raised her eyebrow in a gesture that concluded, ’That’s why.’

"Hmmm, but it was fucking boring without you in there" Myra hugged Nora making a sad emoji face.

Nora rested Myra’s head on her shoulder and stroked her locks gently, "I know, I was just going to come to call you for dinner. Don’t you always say, eating the food alone tastes bland. So, we’ll have it with everyone and after that I’ll take you out for a walk, just the two of us, okay."

"Okay, your royal highness" Myra smiled and replied, making Nora cringe at her words.

It was soon dinner time and both Myra and Nora headed downstairs to join the family. Myra was in her wheelchair, not wanting Sara to give anyone an earful.

Sara welcomed them with her usual composed smile and gestured them to take their seats. Only Noah and she were there, besides both the girls.

"Where is everybody else?" Nora inquired blinking her eyes.

Noah finished the food inside his mouth and replied, "Urgent office matters, so Alaric and Brave will be late."

"And the other two?" Nora probed further.

Noah looked at Sara as the latter made a stern face. She then answered Nora’s question, "They’ll not be joining us for dinner today and will have it in their bedrooms itself." Noah held her hands to soothe her mind. She was still pretty upset with her sons.

Myra pursed her lips at Sara’s statement, then continued having her dinner quietly. Nora chatted with her parents while eating.

After finishing their meals, Nora dragged Myra’s wheelchair out, as they were going out for their promised walk.

Sara was against it at first but eventually Nora assured her that the walk will only be a short one. As they passed from the living room, the generally bustling space with servants and the siblings, seemed totally empty today.

Myra was feeling highly guilty. This was the reason she didn’t wanted to breathe even a single word about the brothers’ prank to Nora. Just like her mother, Nora’s bonding may get strained with the boys. Myra didn’t like lying or liars, but this time she had just to do it, for the peace of Nora’s family.

A light and gentle breeze waved near them and swept hair lightly as they made their way out. The crushing of the fallen leaves was the only sound that came when they stepped on it. Nora pushed the chair further and stopped it near a field which was full of white flowers. The air here was induced with its comforting fragrance.

Myra inhaled in, the sharp and heavy scent made her feel dizzy as well as enchanted.

Nora muttered, "Mother told me when I was born and kidnapped, my father planted these. Aren’t they majestic and beautiful? Do you know what’s the name of these are?"

"Queen of the Night" Myra responded. "Your father knows his plants; the title suits you, queen. But you are Queen of not just night but twenty four seven" she said in a teasing tone.

Nora smiled gently at Myra’s heartfelt words, "Hmmm, what you said is right. He’s fond of plants, just like you, surprising right?"

"Really? Your father doesn’t give the impression of someone who likes plantation or gentle things. He seems graceful and maybe too perfect, prim and proper" Myra uttered her opinion.

"Haha, he certainly does and many people think like that, not your fault at all. But, you know, there is this saying that goes like, ’what you see with your own eyes may not be the same in reality. It is one’s impression or perception towards things that makes up the final conclusion that one perceives." Nora articulated like some philosophically embedded person.

Myra nodded at her sentence, adding, "Simply put, ’Don’t judge a book by its cover.’ Nor, although I do agree with what you said, but, aren’t most of the books judged by their covers first? How can people tell what’s in it? The book’s cover is the first thing everyone sees, so presenting it accurately and truthfully should be the way, don’t you think so?"

Nora paused, her face turning a bit white after listening to Myra’s thoughts, clenching her fists tightly she countered, "But some people doesn’t like showing their true and raw self in front of others, more like they can’t express or tell others, hmm. It may not be their choice to hide it, but it may be a necessity for them" her volume heightened a bit at the end as a frustrating growl was about to escape from her mouth.

Myra sensed Nora’s sudden discomfort; she scratched the back of her head and expressed, "I am sorry Nora, if somehow I hurt your feelings. I spoke for your father like that. I get your point, I totally get it. But personally, I just don’t like pretense or a lie, that’s all I wanted to say."

The atmosphere turned awkward after their little argument, none of them speaking anything for a while. The silence was deafening and only the rustling of leaves and their breaths mingled with it could be heard.

Myra cleared her throat in order to change the topic, "Ehem ehem, Maa called me today."

Nora who was initially dazed was brought back by Myra’s wordings, "Ohh, How’s Sandra and William doing?"

"They are good, enjoying Wendy’s achievement. So, what I was saying is that~, Maa asked me when I’ll be returning home. My birthday is coming, the adoptive one, and they want me to celebrate it with them. So~ .... I was ... I’m thinking of departing day after tomorrow" Myra confronted.

Nora’s brows creased at what she heard, her face crunching, "But you promised me and my parents you’ll stay for a few more days and also Dr. Andrew specifically told you to rest. Don’t hurry so soon."

"I have stayed here for too many days and would like to return home, Nor. And this injury, it is not even that bad, and once I’m home I’ll consult a doctor in Damona" Myra stated with firmness.

Nora was left speechless by Myra’s sternness; her mouth twitched but couldn’t utter a word. She tilted her head to the other side avoiding Myra’s face and whispered, "Ohhhh~kaay." It sounded like a lump was struck in her throat as her nose itched.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .