Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 74: Why do You Hate ME?

(Author’s POV)

The pitter patter of the rain continued as silence befalls the pair inside the car. Nora being completely oblivious to the conversation between her brother and best friend was in her own dream world. She snuggled her head, adjusting it comfortably on Myra’s shoulder, mumbled some unintelligent words and seemed pleasant after saying that.

Myra heard her sudden rambling and giggled lightly, ’She can’t even rest quietly.’ She then patted Nora’s head gently, soothingly like a loving sisters they are to each other.

Myra kept looking out of the window, watching the scenery passing slowly from the moving car. Then unexpectedly, she approached Alaric with a curious question of hers, "Mr. Everests, can I ask you something, only if it does not offend you?"

Alaric was a bit lost and didn’t say anything, Myra, taking it as he consented, continued, "Why do you hate me so much? I don’t remember doing anything in particular to make you hate me?"

Alaric was caught off guard by Myra’s straightforward questioning; it took him a while to process it. Myra kept on verbalizing, "I know our first meeting wasn’t an ideal one. It was my mistake that I entered the wrong room at that time and I have already apologized for it as well."

This time, Alex overtaking Alaric’s consciousness asked on his behalf, he spoke through Alaric but with a bit gravelly and rough voice, Alaric’s orbs darkening, "Why do you think I dislike you? I don’t, really I don’t hate you."

Myra looked at Alaric’s face and rolled her eyes at his obviously fake answer, "I am serious here. Don’t feign innocence, Mr. Everests. It is quite evident from your talks, to your gestures, your dislike towards me. Have we ever had a normal, cordial conversation with each other? To be brutally honest, I don’t care much about it, really. But for Nora’s sake, I at the very least want to keep things civil between us. Is that too much to ask? See, I will leave this place tomorrow and our chance of meeting again is almost nil. So, can’t we be courteous towards each other for once", she suggested.

Alex mood dampened at Myra’s words, ’she will leave this place tomorrow and will never meet us, meet me. I’ll never see her.’ His eyes reddened as he growled, whimpered inside. He wanted to say, to convey his feelings, ’I don’t hate you. You are my mate, my dear fated mate. How can I ever dislike you? You are our heaven, our earth, our sky. Just how can I hate you? Don’t leave us, My-ra.’

But composing himself, he only replied with a simple "alright". His already gravelly voice got all the more heavier, gloomy like the weather outside.

Myra dropped the conversation there and neither of them spoke afterwards, the car became silent again. After an hour and a half later, they arrived at the mansion’s gate.

Nora also came back from her deep slumber as the car came to a halt. It was still raining cats and dogs and few of the servants came running with umbrellas in their hands.

Alaric without waiting for the others, exited the car and walked inside the mansion with heavy steps, disappearing somewhere. Nora and Myra exited too, the servants shielding them from the heavy downpour.

As they were about to step inside, a sudden and ear piercing thunderclap shook the sky above them, making Myra jittery and filled her with unknown anxiety.

Nevertheless, keeping this bleak feeling aside the girls stepped inside the living room, their feet and the body below the knees was caught up in the rain.

"Aaaaaachooooo" Nora sneezed harshly, her nose turning slightly red. Myra who was standing just beside her got worried, "Are you alright? I think you have caught a cold. Your sneakers are all soaked up."

With a second sneeze, Nora replied "Aaaachhhuuu, I guess, I have. I need to change them."

"Since childhood, whenever you are out in the rain, even if it is for a few seconds, you end up with a runny and stuffy nose" Myra teased her. She then ordered, "Go and change, not just your shoes but also your clothes and take a warm bath, okay."

A maid with two glasses of warm ginger water came and served them. Nora drank the water as she observed her surroundings, asking the omega, "Where is everybody? Have they not come home yet?"

The omega replied, "Alp~ ehem". Nora bored her eyes at the omega; the omega corrected herself instantly, "Master Noah and Young Master Brave has not returned from the company. Madam Sara is still at the welfare house and hasn’t come back as well with Young Master Elio. Young Master Dion is in his room and as for Young Master Alaric; he is in the study room."

Humming in response, Nora inquired, "Are all the preparations complete for the upcoming dinner party? Where is Yona? I don’t see her as well?" freewebnσvel.cøm

"Young Miss, the party preparations are almost complete and Yona is viewing the remaining arrangements" the omega, Lecce answered confidently.

"That’s good then. You may go now." Nora waved her hand at her and she walked away, submissively.

Myra uttered, "Now that you have inquired about others, go take care of yourself. Do you want to end up with a fever?"

Nora pressed her lips and answered, "Yes ma’am, off I go."

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At the Vampire Blood Fangs Clan

Elio was seated with a stern expression as Matthew stood behind him, like a perfect subordinate.

A pale looking man with crystal like skin adorning an impeccable and crisp black suit and golden glasses was sipping on his tea elegantly. His personal secretary, Chris Shadow asked, "Young Alpha Elio and Beta Matthew, we are honored to have you here in our small place. Why have you graced us with your presence?"

Elio came straight to the point, "Mr. Shadow, we are here to discuss something of utmost importance with Royal Prince Jacob Larson."

Chris looked at his boss, as the latter nodded giving Elio permission.

"His Highness, Jacob Larson. We are here on behalf of our pack to retrieve a very valuable herb which is only available in the mountain area of your Blood Fangs Clan, the holy basil." Elio stated, the seriousness in his tone was evident.

Jacob Larson with his one leg folded on the other, was leaning on the back of the chair with authority, as he spoke "Alpha Elio, why should we give you ’our holy basil’?" he was straightforward with his question as well. "I don’t think our clans have such relationship where we exchange gifts with others."

Elio got a little impatient as he spoke, "Prince Jacob, a life is at stake. We need the holy basil for a human child who has ingested wolfsbane by mistake."

Jacob laughed at Elio’s words, his eyes turning cold, "What has that got to do with us? We are already dead man people, aren’t we? Why should we care for a living person? That too a human."

Elio didn’t understand his implication but Matthew did. This was the exact same phrase which Former Lycan King Lucius Everests, Elio’s grandfather said to Jacob and his clan, ’What makes you so arrogant, huh? You are just a bunch of dead man walking.’

The tension was palpable in Jacob’s office as Jacob looked at Elio and Matthew with a slight raise of his chin.

Matthew cut in, "His Highness, Prince Jacob. Our elders and our current Lycan King has already handed you a written apology in the form of the peace treaty."

"You are Matthew Shaw right, Lycan King’s formidable Beta. I have heard about you a lot. Don’t worry they are mostly good things" Jacob stated, looking at Matthew with a smile which didn’t reach his eyes. "As for the peace treaty, it states that we won’t be entering the other’s territory. But here you are, sitting in my office, asking for favors."

Matthew pursed his lips, he continued, "Royal Prince Jacob, you are a magnanimous being. A young child is fighting for his life and he does not have much time left. With you and your clan’s help a life could be saved and to do that our pack will owe you a favor."

Tapping on his tea cup, Jacob paused, as he looked at Matthew and Elio with a poker face. "A favor from the Lycan King himself, that’s rare. Or is it your King and his Luna is associating with a human girl, making her their ’Goddess daughter’ that you guys are getting soft towards human kind. I heard your current heir to the throne hates humans."

Elio gave him an even colder look, "This has nothing to do with her. As for the child, he is from our pack; he is part of our pack, our person."

"You are funny, young Alpha Elio. A human is part of a wolf’s pack. The prey is already in the house of a predator. That’s interesting way to say it." Jacob cackled.

Although, he was a calm and composed person, Elio was losing his wits and patience with each of Jacob’s taunts and enunciations. He, as someone from the medical field, knew the importance of each second for a human life. And when the child’s life was hanging with a thread, he couldn’t help but seethe with suppressed anger.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .