Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 364

Chapter 364: Searching For Him

(Author’s POV)

"Yel .... Yel .... Wake up. We have arrived," Myra tapped her gently.

Lazily peering her eyes open, Yelena mumbled, "Ahh~ .... Got it."

Stretching her limbs, she scanned the area around the hospital entrance, which, as usual, was bustling with patients alongwith their guardians going in and exiting.

Esteria and some nearby places had just entered the monsoon phase, so it was understandable that the hospital was jam packed. People tend to get sick with all sorts of respiratory diseases and infections when the seasons are getting interchanged.

Myra picked up the lunchbox Sandra gave from the back seat. She glanced at Yelena, who, without looking in the mirror, was about to step out as well and said teasingly, "Wipe that drool off, my dear three year old."

Yelena pulled the half opened handle back, tilted the rearview mirror to see the corner of her mouth, as well as her chin, which was plastered with her own saliva.

"Eeeewww~ ....," she quickly took out a few wet wipes and dabbed her face clean until it was shining like a polished marble. She then applied a light candlelight peach tint to her lips, and she was good to go.

Stepping out, she walked to the other side and handed Myra a KN95 mask, "I don’t want either of us to get sick." Saying this, she slipped her own on her face. Myra nodded and wore it as well as they both strode towards the entrance, hand in hand.

Before returning home, Yelena had made arrangements, so Fabian was already shifted from the overcrowded emergency ward to a single person, spacious room, which was on the building’s seventh floor.

As expected, the generous space of all the elevators was crammed with people now. Myra sighed and mumbled, "Let’s take the stairs." "Ahhha~ ... wise decision. About to say the same," Yelena added.

After a strenuous climb, Myra was breathing heavily, her hands on her thighs. Yelena, the perfectly fine one, looked at her and chuckled, "You need to start up exercising more, sweetheart."

"I should," Myra agreed immediately while panting slowly. Her morning routine generally consisted of light jogging with no other physical exercises. So, she was still considered to be a Sedentary fit.

Anyways, they headed to the allotted ward with Yelena leading the way. Standing in front of 704, they both straightened their postures as Yelena knocked on the door. Fabian, after all, was a person of the opposite gender. And neither of them wanted to catch him in an embarrassing moment.

After waiting for five whole seconds, Yelena spoke, "Must be sleeping." Without waiting any longer, she unlatched the door and stepped inside, Myra following behind.

But what they saw made their brows wrinkle. The commodious, neatly arranged VIP room was vacant. The bedding was crinkled, so they just assumed Fabian was in the bathroom.

Setting the lunchbox on the table, Myra sauntered towards the washroom and gave a gentle, light tap, "Fabian~ ...."

Strangely enough, no reply came. Myra knocked again, but the result remained the same. Then, with a loud enough voice, she said, "Pardon me, I will be getting in. Then~" She took a step inside and found there was no one.

"Huhh? Yel, are you sure this is Fabian’s room?" Myra questioned.

"7-O-4, why ask?" Yelena muttered while sitting on the couch.

"Coz, he isn’t here," Myra told her.

"Hein?? What the~ ...." She jolted up from her seat. Then, as if in sync, they both looked at the bed again. To be precise, to the infusion stand beside it. The cannula at the end was marred with blood. The residue staining the floor red.

Realization dawned upon them as Yelena barged out of the room while Myra tried to call Fabian’s number. The ringing echoed, spiking up her anxiety, but there was no sign of anyone picking it up. Nevertheless, she kept repeating the action.

Yelena stalked towards the nurses’ station and asked, her voice filled with urgency, "Where is the patient, Fabian Stephens?"

"Fabian Stephens, you mean the one in seven zero four? He is in his room," the nurse said.

"Ma’am, please. Don’t~" the nurse was about plead, but Yelena cut her off. "We don’t have all the time in the world. Get the shit done as fast as possible." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

The head nurse sealed her lips and did what was told. As soon as the work was done, Myra and Yelena wasted no time. They zapped towards the stairs, hastily descending them.

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"Do you have to buy so much, Nor?" Alaric asked casually.

"Ummhmm~ .... It is impolite to visit a patient empty handed, Brother Al," Nora nodded with a smile.

Alaric shook his head and added, "But still, a basket full of fruits and a bouquet of Hydrangea. It is a bit too much for a stranger."

"Let her be, Al," Brave spoke while driving the car.

After spending early hours of the morning at the Larson mansion, Alaric and Dion departed the place at around seven. Neither of them spoke about Myra, and understandably so. There were more pressing matters at hand.

When they arrived at the hotel, after having a light breakfast, Nora insisted on visiting Fabian at the hospital. At first, Alaric was strongly against it. He wanted neither Nora nor Brave to go there. From last night’s incident, he had already understood that Yelena, who was Myra’s friend, was with Fabian, who was close to Myra. As soon as he thought this, he pictured Fabian and Myra together, he felt a heavy, suffocating feeling in his chest. But he instantly dispersed these useless thoughts.

But on Nora’s persistence, he decided to join his twin and her. Dion, who was dead tired after too much driving and sleeplessness, remained in the hotel.

"Now, we are going to the hospital. You should redress your wound as well," Nora snapped him back to reality.

To Be Continued . . . . . . .