Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Myra’s Flushed Face

(Author’s POV)

It was nearly eight in the evening, when there was a knock on the door to Myra’s room. The door swung open and Noah entered wearing an all-black suit. He was giving off a strong and dominating vibe, looking absolutely impeccable. ’He must have just arrived at home. As he is still in formal clothes.’ Behind him, everyone from the Everest family were present, excluding one person and no surprises there.

"Ms. Miracle, how’s your foot? Sara told me about what happened?" Noah asked with his usual aloof manner, but his worry and concern could be heard in his tone.

Myra tried to get up, but after lying down for more than half a day her legs gave up and went numb initially, making her stumble forward.

Both Elio and Dion strided with a zap towards Myra, but she composed herself before that and just sat at the edge of the bed. She was shocked by their reaction time and frowned thinking, ’Seriously, they were standing just behind Noah and Sara, which is about five meters away from me. So, how the hell can the both of them reach out to me in a mere nanosecond? This doesn’t sit right with me, to be honest. What are they, Avengers?’

For a millisecond, she saw a hesitant look in Noah as well as Sara’s eyes. Even Nora looked like she had a secret that she wanted to conceal at all cost, she was avoiding eye contact.

Sara changed the topic abruptly saying, "Ohhh right Myra, dear, I have a good news for you. Tomorrow morning, the custom made wheelchair that I order, will arrive. I know you must be feeling bored in this cramped room, all by yourself. So, it will be helpful for you to move easily and then you can dine with us, as usual."

Myra’s smiled at Sara’s care but tried to decline politely, "Sara, thank you for your concerns but it is just a temporary thing and I don’t need a wheelchair for it. Maybe by tomorrow morning, my foot will be all healed up."

"You don’t need to stand on ceremony with us and decline, dear. It’s just a wheelchair," Sara insisted.

Actually, as they were all werewolves in the pack house, they didn’t have such equipment beforehand, they never needed it.

And only the best was owned by the Everests, so the wheelchair which Sara mentioned was especially ordered, directly from the manufacturer of the best brand there is, which would take at least a day to ship.

"Ms. Miracle, you are our honorable guest and it is our responsibility to take care of you and your needs," Noah said in a commanding manner. Myra didn’t wanted to be rude to any of them and just nodded in return to their persuasion. Even if she did insisted, they won’t listen to her.

"Ohh, Mom and Dad, you forgot to tell one more thing to her," Nora chimed in, her voice was filled with excitement.

Myra looked at them with a face full of confusion. Meanwhile, Sara announced happily, "This Saturday, it’s Nora and Elio’s birthday. As you know it is her first one with us, her actual twentieth birthday. So, we have planned a grand banquet to celebrate and introduce her to everyone in our circle." Sara was exhilarated.

Earlier during the day, Elio was wearing a sweat shirt with brown and white stripes on it. The attire gave him a boyish charm when Myra saw him during the day.

But now the person in front of her eyes didn’t resemble the boy from earlier, rather a full-fledged grow men obstructed her view.

She was in a daze and kept staring at Elio unknowingly. She didn’t realize that Elio has already settled himself in front of her, on a chair. She gulped hard, her breathing involuntarily labored, she licked her lips.

"Myra, are you there?" Elio snapped his fingers in front of her eyes, seeing her lost in thought. This dragged her back to reality as she lowered her face in guilt. ’You are beyond shameless, Myra Miracle,’ her ears turned red and her face was flushed.

Observing Myra closely, Elio asked, "Myra you look dazed and your face is all flushed, are you really alright? Let me check," and came close to her, putting his forehead against hers.

This action of his made Myra’s eyes dilated in shock, she was caught completely off guard. They were just centimeters apart, his breath fanning on Myra’s nose and lips, making her throat dry and thirsty.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .