(Author’s POV)
"Myra dear ..... can we talk for a bit? About what you said in the living room," Sandra asked Myra while settling herself on her daughter’s bed.
"Why are you asking for permission and being formal with me, mom. Of course, we can talk," Myra replied.
After getting the green light, Sandra looked at Myra and questioned, "So, since when have you been planning all this?"
Myra fumbled with her initial words, "M~ om, wha~ what do you~, what do you mean by since when? I don’t~ I don’t understand."
"I am asking, if you have arranged everything already, you must have planned it beforehand. You just arrived yesterday, so tell me truthfully, since when have you been planning our move?" Sandra was straightforward with her words.
Myra scratched her fingertips with her nails with nervousness as her head lowered, she started, "Mom, actually, it hasn’t been that long. I just don’t want to leave you and dad alone here. I want to stay with you guys and take care of you, just like how you have done my whole life. I want to step up for you both. I want to do everything for you guys. You are my parents’, my family. How can I leave here on my own? I can’t do that."
Sandra was touched by her daughter’s words. Every child wants to protect and provide for their parents’. Myra wanted to do the same, she wanted to take the responsibility of looking after them. With teary eyes, Sandra chuckled a little, "What will happen when you find a guy to marry him, hmmm?" She teased Myra.
Myra hugged her mother fondly and replied, "The answer is simple. I just won’t marry."
"My silly baby. How can you not~" Sandra ruffled her hair and said, but midway through her words someone barged in on their conversation.
"Why not? She is my princess. If she doesn’t want to marry. She can do that. I am there to look after her," William came inside and said this. He was just standing outside the door when Myra was pouring her heart out about how she felt for them.
"Dad~ ...... you know, you are the best dad in this whole world," Myra spoke while wiping the tears that have settled at the corner of her eyes. She pulled herself away from her mother to give William a thumbs up.
William stood beside the duo and said with a smile, "And you are my most precious jewel along with Wendy." Leaning forward, he kissed Myra’s forehead like a loving father. "Okay, now let’s come to the main point. Who is the professor who has recommended you for the scholarship program? Is it a male? If yes then how do you know him? How old is he? Is he trustworthy?" He shoved a series of questions towards Myra’s side.
Sandra and William wanted to understand the whole situation and Myra gladly answered his concerns, "It is a male professor. His name is Fabian Stephens. We met through Yelena’s grandfather. I don’t know how old is he. I didn’t ask that but he looks young, so my guess is he is in his late twenties. As for the trustworthy part, I didn’t find anything odd when I interacted with him. But just the way how, Mr. Yates senior treated him, the amount of respected he showed, I guess we can give it a try. I even did my own research and contacted the university directly about the program. They mailed me all the details about it and it matched with whatever Professor Stephens mentioned to me."
"Mr. Yates introduced him to you?" William asked with a peculiar expression. "That’s really weird. He is a very busy man."
"Actually, Yelena was also there when this chat happened and she is also planning on going to Red Stone. When Professor Stephens got to know about my academical performance, the conversation flowed from there and I just got lucky," Myra concluded her words. She didn’t give them too much information, but just enough to satiate their curiosity.
Sandra turned her face and asked directly, "Do you really want to go to Red Stone University? From what I remember, your goal was to get admitted to Kingsterdom University? So, why this sudden change of mine?"
Myra paused for a few seconds. She looked straight at them and answered, "I don’t want to lose this opportunity which I have received. As for Kingsterdom, now that I think about it, between the two I would go for Red Stone. It has much more history and heritage attached behind its name."
William nodded, "Fair enough. You should go for the best. As for the move, give us a day to think it over. I am not saying we can’t but I have few things to settle." He then looked at the wall clock and said, "Your mother and I need to discuss few things, you can rest. When lunch is ready, we will call you."
"Okay dad," Myra replied and both her parents’ exited her room.
As soon as the door was shut, she could feel a weight lifting of her chest. She was anxious and nervous about the talk. The whole time. She collapsed on her bed, closed her eyes and almost immediately fell asleep.
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At the Everests mansion, Dr. Andrew had briefed Noah and Sandra about the test and its result. They both were slightly taken aback by his words.
"Uhhh~ I just received some urgent documents from the company," he made up a random excuse. Truth be told, he was eavesdropping on their conversation all this time. He then shifted the topic, "So, what did Dr. Andrew said?"
Sara sighed at his questioned and told him, "He told us about the test and said to give Ms. Miracle a call. You should take this work to your room, Al," saying this, she walked towards the elevator.
"He also mentioned about Myra’s scent. I think I have a solution for that," he mumbled.
Exiting the elevator, Sara returned to the her and Noah’s room. She took out her phone, clicked it open and searched for Myra’s contact number. After finding it, she immediately dialed it and waited for her to pick it up.
The sound of ring buzzed but no one picked it up. Sara called for a second time and just when the call was about to end, the call connected. An unfamiliar female voice greeted her, "Hello, who is this?"
Sara was bit taken and replied, "I am Nora’s mother, Sara Everests. May I talk to Myra Miracle?"
"Ohhh, you are Nora’s mother. I am Myra’s mother. My name is Sandra Miracle. Myra is sleeping right now. If you have any urgent message, I can deliver it to her," Sandra chirped while replying to Sara. Myra had left her phone in the living room accidently.
After knowing it was Myra’s mother on the other side of the phone, Sara’s voice transformed into a joyous one, "Ohhh, I am so glad to talk to you, Mrs. Miracle. Your daughter talked a lot about you and your cooking."
"Thank you for the praise and taking care of Myra for these past few weeks. How is Nora doing?" Sandra inquired.
Sara could tell by Sandra’s fond tone that Myra hasn’t mentioned anything about the incident with Brave, nor has she told her parents about their family being werewolves.
To Be Continued . . . . . . .

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