Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Prepared A Surprise, Hope You Like It

(Author’s POV)

"Haha~ ..... me too. Now sleep. You and I both have early morning class tomorrow."

"Aein, you are so meanie, Myra," Yelena feigned annoyance while complaining. "Always talking about classes and studying and work. Take a break, sometimes. Make a boyfriend or at least have a fling or something, na."

"Fling and all, I don’t believe in that stuff. As for boyfriend, don’t have anytime for that either. I need to graduate smoothly and start earning to make a living. Other things, they can wait~ ..."

"Aye-hey, you are already doing well. You won’t have any problem landing a job. People will fight to hire you. But this is the golden period for romance and love. Don’t you want someone in your life you can rely on?" Yelena asked with anticipation.

"I already have people I am relying on my family and you, even Fabian. And the romance and love part, I~ .... They are all distractions for me and my goal," Myra confessed her true feeling. As she completed her words, the image of Everests brothers appeared in her mind. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Have you never felt the same way about anyone? Not even Fabian?" Yelena inquired some more.

"Have you eaten something, what Wendy is having, these days? Fabian? He is a good friend. I don’t have any romantic feelings for him," Myra clarified.

"Okay, sure. You don’t have any now, but what about in the future. You might not know what happen. Maybe, you will catch feelings for him," Yelena teased her as she stated.

"Who knows? What the future holds." Myra yawned and said, "Anyway, I am dead tired and exhausted after cleaning up the mess. I need my beauty sleep. Good night," Myra spoke whimsically, turned around to the other side and closed her eyes.

She really was drained and fatigued. As soon as she shut her eyes, sleep greeted her within minutes. Yelena too turned to the other side, closed the side lamp and slept.

Myra slept like a log, until, the clock stroke three in the morning.

’Myra~ ... My~ra ... M~ y~ r~ a~,’ a voice echoed, calling for her. The voice was magnetic and sweet like honey, ’Myra, why didn’t you come to me? I have been waiting for you to approach me? Aren’t you curious about me?’

Myra was puzzled. She tried to find the source of voice, but just like before, the dream was all blackened, dark with nothing to see. She questioned, ’Who are you?’

’You already know? You saw me, right? Don’t you want to know more about me? I have been dying to meet you,’ the enchanting sound reverberated, pulling Myra closer to itself.

But Myra was strong headed, so she restrained herself from the pull and asked, ’What are you talking about?’

An alluring chuckle was heard as the voice rang, "Hahaha, anyway, we will soon meet each other .... face to face ....... ahhh~ ... I have even prepared a lovely surprise for you. A greeting gift. Hope you will like it.’

And with that, the strange dream ended and Myra woke up, with a start.

"Ohh my gosh, oh my heavens. I know we have a lot of handsome guys in here. But they are not just handsome, but godly figures. Such divinity, gracing our campus and my eyes. I can surely die peacefully," one girl mumbled while ogling at someone at some distance.

"You are not wrong. Only Prof. Stephens can match such aura and godliness," the other added.

Yelena’s ears perked up at the gossipmonger’s chat as she heard them mentioning Fabian and some handsome guys? ’Let me see, why is there such a fanfare. I am curious.’

She walked at the direction where the girls were staring. As she got closer and closer, she was greeted by a large crowd of girls, gathering around few tall, sturdy, impeccably dressed guys. Her breath was taken away by the surreal beauty and striking looks of them. ’The girls weren’t exaggerating. They look hot and spicy.’

Clapping her hands, she texted Myra, "The lake has turned into a meet and greet venue."

"???" was Myra’s reply.

"There are few drop dead gorgeous, total knock out guys, in here and the place has been buzzing. Ahh~ .... My eyes are blessed. They are debonair," Yelena texted back. "Come as soon as the class is over."

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .