Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 429

Chapter 429: Let’s Call It Even

(Author’s POV)

"It’s been a while," Nora spoke, her eyes boring into Myra, piercing her very being like a dagger. She occupied the seat in front of her.

Everyone was waiting for Myra to respond, but she remained mum. Fabian, who was the closest to her, patted and caressed the back of her hand. That action of his dragged her back from the depths of her topsy turvy thoughts and to the real life challenging situation. She let go of a breath, she didn’t know she was holding all this time.

Her eyes flickered as she finally responded, "Yeah~ ... it has been."

Looking at her heavily patched up head, bandaged cheek, and dressed up wrists, Nora’s heart wrenched. She inquired, "How~ ... did this happen? How did you end up like this?" Though she wasn’t over the feeling of betrayal yet. The frustration was bubbling inside her. Even Aura, her wolf, was petrified to see Myra in that condition.

Myra was hesitating to answer that, "This~ .... uhhh~ ...." What would she even say to her? She didn’t want to show her pathetic side to anybody, especially to Nora.

Sandra felt a weird tension between the two and said, "We all will be outside. You two should have a good talk." Everyone understood her signal, and one by one, they walked out. Fabian patted her head in a soft caress and assured her with a slow blink, "Everything will go well."

Brave looked at Fabian’s hand placement, and then his eyes darted between Myra and him. There was something really odd about the way they were conversing. It made him feel strangely uncomfortable. With his narrowed eyes, he followed Fabian’s movements. Once Brave had made sure he was out of the room, he walked towards the table, settled the fruit basket in his hand, glanced at Myra and spoke, "Talk it out. All of it, calmly, hmmm."

Nora nodded as they saw him walk out. He was the last one to do so.

After everyone left, the profound silence was back, making the atmosphere utterly suffocating. Myra’s eyes lowered instinctively, her pale hands clenched together.

After a long, hard moment of stifling hush, Nora decided to break the ice as she uttered, "Are you not going to answer my previous question?"

"Huhhh?" Myra raised her head to look at her. With fluttering eyes, she answered, "This~ .... I wasn’t being careful and fell from the stairs."

"Hahhh~ ...." Nora chuckled mirthlessly. "You know you can’t lie in front of me. Every time you try that, you chew your lower lip and your eyelashes flutter as well. Is it so hard to answer a simple question? Do you hate me so much?"

"NO~ .... don’t say that," Myra blurted out. "I don’t~ .... I just~ ...." she fumbled.

"Then tell me, who did this to you?" Nora pressed on. By a mere glance, anyone could tell those injuries were intentionally inflicted by someone. Nora could see that as well.

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