Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365: Undeniably Her

(Author’s POV)

"Brother Al~ .... Now, that we are heading to a hospital. You should redress your wound there," Nora pointed out from the backseat.

Brave was a little puzzled by the statement. When they were departing, he had bandaged Alaric’s hand with a fresh gauze himself. His brief gaze landed on Alaric’s palm, the pristine white dressing was now blooming with a red, uneven dot that kept getting bigger. Alaric’s other hand’s thumb was pressing on it, while the person in question seemed to be in a daze.

"Al~ .... Alaric," he called out.

"Huhh? What?" Alaric’s mind was elsewhere. He looked at Brave with a hint of confusion.

"Moon Goddess~ .... your wound has started bleeding again," Nora answered on behalf of Brave, her voice worried sick and high pitched.

Alaric glanced at it and shrugged off casually, "It’s nothing to worry about, Ora, Rave. It is just a measly cut."

"A no would do," Brave spoke, his voice serious. "If it were that trivial, it would have healed by now."

"I agree with brother Rave," Nora backed him up.

Alaric dramatically rolled his eyes and commented, "You two are being way too fussy over something that minor." He showed them his swathed hand from the front passenger seat and assured them, "I am a Lycan. This~ .... I ain’t feeling a twinge of pain by this."

Nora took his palm and pressed the edge without warning, an unconscious groan escaping Alaric’s mouth, "Uggghhhh~ ...."

"And you said there wasn’t even a twinge of pain. You ain’t feeling a thing, huhh, Mr. Lycan," she mimicked his voice, cut to cut.

"Sneak attack on a Lycan wolf. Bold move," Alaric remarked.

"Well, thanks for the compliment. Ain’t I a Lycan wolf as well?" she said, clicking her tongue playfully.

Alaric pinched her cheek with his other hand, "And, so am I." Nora urged Brave to rescue her, "Brother Rave~ .... Brother Al is bullying me," feigning a plaintive sound.

Brave chuckled, listening to their light hearted bickering. Before he could say anything, the ’HOPE HOSPITAL’ sign came into sight. He tapped on Alaric’s shoulder and said, "Let her go. We are here."

As the car came to a screeching halt, Alaric’s nose wrinkled at the sight in front of them. He couldn’t help but comment, "Is this the only hospital left in Esteria? Or are all the humans in this city have weak immunity? Why are there so many?"

"The season’s changing. What do you expect, Al? Normal humans tend to get sick more easily than we do. Don’t compare apples and oranges. They might be fruits, but both have a different constitution," Brave spoke as he took off his seatbelt.

"So, what are we? Apples or oranges? Whatever it is, I want us to be the premium ones," Alaric commented as he stepped out as well.

Nora disembarked the vehicle as well. With the bunch of carefully curated, lush green and blue Hydrangeas in one hand, she was about to take out the fruit basket. Alaric took the bouquet from her and said, "I will take this." He then turned to Brave and said, "You~ .... Take out the fruit basket." Brave did as he was told.

As the trio exited the parking space, the passerbys couldn’t help but look at them with awestruck expressions.

Thanks to their gifted genes, the siblings always attracted attention whether they were in the werewolf world or anywhere else in the world. Now, with Alaric holding the Hydrangeas, giving the robust yet tender aura and Brave carrying the fruit basket carefully, looking like a person straight out of romance novels, while Nora was leading the way like a true lady boss.

The three of them were charismatic even in their simple looking attire. People couldn’t help but gasp. As they passed by two middle aged women, they heard their theatrical conversation, "WOAH! Thankfully, I listened to my daughter and came to the hospital for a checkup. Otherwise, I would have missed the opportunity to see such good looking and clean cut boys. God blessed my eyes."

"Aren’t you seeking a partner for your daughter? She is a doctor and well mannered. Try setting her up with one of them? At least try getting their number," the other lady urged.

The first lady was quick to deny, "No~ ... no. Look at the girl walking ahead of them." She said in a hushed tone. "I think the two twins are her personal bodyguards. She seems to be like their boss. I don’t want to disturb someone on duty."

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