Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270: The Bloodied Piece OF Cloth

(Author’s POV)

"It caught fire, and the Lycan Alphas are still inside. They insist on rescuing people."

"Come here and stop them."

"Your grandfather will be furious if something happens to any of them. So, come fast."

"Why are you not here yet?"

"Fabian, why aren’t you answering my calls?"

"Fabian Stephens ..." Elisa’s messages keep popping up, each one more furious than the previous.

"Fabian~ ... Fabian~ .... Are you alright? You don’t seem good?" Myra inquired with concern.

Fabian, who has been staring at his phone, snapped out of it and looked at Myra, his eyes holding many questions. ’If the Lycans were at the mall with Elisa, did any of them encounter Myra? Or did Myra~ ... did she see them?" his thoughts were interrupted by Myra again.

"Fabian, you look pale? Did something happen?" she asked.

He looked straight at Myra but didn’t have the courage to ask her about the Everests brothers. He knew how close her relationship was with the only Lycan princess, Nora Everests. If Myra didn’t meet any of them and he, mistakenly, let the cat out of the bag, then that would be truly troublesome.

"Nothing~ ... I just saw that an acquaintance was also trapped in the mall," Fabian explained as he regained his lost composure.

"Ohhh, are they out? Are they alright?" Myra questioned.

"Just received a text. They are safe now," Fabian answered and resumed driving.

All the girls released a sigh of relief. Then Yelena commented, "Hey~ ... Fabby~ you are not angry with us, right? Umm?"

With a stern face and a firm tone, he replied, "I still am, Yelena."

Yelena clicked her tongue and held back her curses. She then opened her mouth to tell him the reason why they went to the mall, but this time she was interrupted by Myra’s phone ringtone.

Myra looked at the caller ID, and as she expected, it was a call from her father, William. Yelena asked, "Who is it?"

"Dad," the reply came. "He must have seen the news."

"Hey, listen~ ... don’t mention that we were inside the mall when the fire broke out," Yelena suggested.

Wendy backed her up, "Good idea. Mom and Dad will get worried. And~" ’Next time they won’t even let them get out like that.’ She didn’t say the last part out loud.

Myra nodded, thinking it was reasonable. She finally picked up the call as William’s anxious voice filled her ears, "Myra, are you, Wendy, and Yelena, alright? We just saw the news? Where are you? Is any of you hurt? Are you still trapped inside the mall?" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Myra gazed at her arm, which was now covered with Fabian’s fancy necktie. She omitted about it and said, "Dad, dad~ ... ... relax. We are all fine. Nothing happened to any of us. We were not inside the mall when the incident happened."

"Are you sure you are not hiding something?" William asked with skepticism. He knew how his daughters were. They had inherited his and Sandra’s habit of concealing the devastating news in order not to worry others.

"But Mr. Dion, we need to go back~" Elisa was getting impatient. She wanted to go to the hotel as soon as possible.

Dion gave her a cold shoulder as he said, his tone heavy for the first time in her presence, "Ms. Queens, you are a secretary. It is better to stick to the script and behave like one." He then changed his expression and gave her a genuine smile, and walked off.

Brave called out to Elisa, "Secretary Queens, give me the car keys?"

"Why?" the word came out without realization, her tone filled with irritation. Elio, Brave, and Alaric looked at her with weird expressions as she changed her demeanor, "Mr. Brave, why are you asking for the car keys?" her voice coy and innocent.

"To drive, of course," Elio remarked with a light scoff. Brave elbowed him and added, his tone polite, "It must have been a traumatic experience for you. I don’t think you are in any condition to drive us all back to the hotel." Saying this, he extended his right hand asking for the keys. Elisa’s eyes glared at the protective charm as if it were her nemesis. And it really was proving to be.

Dion walked leisurely to the place where he had seen someone suspicious, but as he was passing by, a sudden gust of wind blew, carrying with it a unique scent. A scent he was familiar with. A scent he had been dying to sniff. The smell of his fated, his mate. The fruity, flowery, mesmerizing scent of Myra Miracle.

He stopped in his tracks, as his eyes turned two shades darker. Drey got excited to whiff the air as he remarked, ’It’s our mate. It is no doubt, Myra’s lovely fragrance. OUR MATE IS HERE, DION. Our mate is here.’

Dion forgot all about the suspicious person and started searching for Myra frantically. He sniffed the air once again, which was filled with residual of the fire incident. But Myra’s faint scent was still lingering, making his heart race, a mile a minute.

Like a true madman, he looked at the crowd, but none of them resembled or sounded like his mate. But another gust of wind gave him the clue as he headed in that direction.

He scurried towards the source but saw no one in the picture. But on close observation, he found a piece of soiled cloth that was stuck in a decorative snake plant. He crouched down to pick it up and saw that it was a handkerchief, covered in blood. And the blood stained piece of clothing was where the scent was coming from.

Drey howled inside his head, ’The mate is injured. We need to find her.’

To Be Continued . . . . . . .