Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27: The Red Dress

(Myra’s POV)

When I held the soft fabric of the attire, unintentionally my mouth fell agape. As ordinary as I am, I know nothing about dresses and gown but even I could tell the sheer brilliance of that dress.

’But, isn’t it too appealing and attractive. This won’t be right, I am not the center of that party, Nora is. I should choose from the other options. Plus all of these are way too expensive.’

I was still hesitating a bit. A part of me at least wanted to try it on, just for a memory but if I showed any interest in it they will surely purchase it, I could tell that. And also this is way too revealing for my standards, I won’t be able to look that good in it.

As I sighed heavily, keeping the dress aside with a stone on my heart, I tried the other three dresses one by one.

"Wow Myra, this is what was missing" Elio looked at me with deep gaze and a dimple appearing on his cheek as he smiled meaningfully.

Nora further added, "Brother Dion sure has great taste" and then she winked at me playfully.

Dion, feeling proud of him, only shrugged in return.

"But why didn’t you wear the last one. There was one more outfit that I picked, right? Dion looked at me and interrogated.

"Ummmm, aaaa, it just wasn’t my type" I said, biting my inner mouth, feeling guilty. I saw Dion narrowing his gaze on me a bit but he didn’t said anything in return.

Then two voices sounded in the room, "What a pity." Both the boys commented simultaneously.

’What is? Do they want to see me in that dress?’ There was a look of a little disappointment in both of their eyes.

"So which one is it?" Alana asked, "Which one do you like, Ms. Miracle?"

All the eyes were on me again, putting me in the spotlight. All the dresses were gorgeous and otherworldly indeed, still my mind was stuck on that last piece which I didn’t even try.

As their gazes intensified, I blurred out in a whisper, "the red one."

Alana chimed, "I knew it. You have such great taste, Ms. Miracle. Although, you didn’t try it on but I can tell you, it will fit you perfectly."

Trying to salvage my slip up, I covered, "not this one, the other one with spaghetti straps, yeah that one."

I was lost in thought when I felt a tap on my shoulders.

I looked that way but didn’t found anyone, and then I looked the other side. There he was, so close to me, poking his head near mine, "Searching for me, babe?" Dion’s golden green eyes bored into my hazel ones intensely. I blinked rapidly because of our sudden closeness, his patchouli scent wafting around me with light breeze, my throat feeling dry. I hitched my breath, pressing my lips tightly.

"Breathe Myra" Dion chuckled and showed an adorably charming smile. He stood straight and said, "So, now it’s only the two of us, hmm. That’s what I wanted" the last line wasn’t audible to me.

"Let’s go Myra. I’ll take you somewhere" Dion suggested and started dragging my wheelchair towards his car. He clumsily but quite carefully supported me from the wheelchair, even though it didn’t hurt much. Then he kept the chair in the trunk and came to the drivers’ seat.

(Dion’s POV)

When I opened the cars’ door, her dazzlingly intoxicating flowery fragrance made me feel woozy. Drey was bouncing and running, behaving like a crazy wolf inside me, I looked at Myra with an inexplicable gaze, my desire for her increasing by every second. Because we were in a closed space, the tension amongst us rose rapidly.

I have tasted all types of girls, but this is something unique and it is making me and my horny wolf restless.

To Be Continued . . . . . . .