Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 539

Chapter 539: She Will Choose Me, Willingly

(Author’s POV)

"Please, Myra, pleaseeeeeeee~~~~~ give me one more chance. I beg you," Elio nearly sobbed, bruised and broken mentally.

Myra’s conscience was ready to take a nosedive. Elio was~ ... in a way~ ... ~her first love. The one she had fallen for. The one that had made her heart dance for the first time. The one she had kissed~ .... willingly. Even sitting and talking about trivial things with him was comforting. He had always been kind and empathetic towards her.

But now, seeing his six foot five self, looking small and crumbling, was crushing her soul. She could feel his agony, his anguish, his torment deep within her chest. The harrowing pain struck her like a lit matchstick. Before she could give him any answer, she clutched her chest and started coughing badly.

Shaking off his painful state, Elio snapped out and regained composure. He was instantly by Myra’s side, holding her shoulder with one hand while the other one patted her back soothingly.

Though his gentle patting made the coughing stop, the vice like ache was clasping at her chest. She felt as if her lungs were on fire. She heaved and gasped for air vulnerably, her eyes bloodshot.

Elio held her face close and murmured, "Myra~ .... listen to me. Breathe with me. Inhale~~~~~ .... Exhale~~~~~ .... Breathe in~ ... breathe out. Yeah, yes. Just like this. You are doing well ~.... That’s it~ .... Yeah~ ... breathe in, breathe out~ ...."

Following his rhythm and guidance, Myra’s breath eased, her pain started to subside, little by little. Elio carefully hugged her, soft and delicate. He kept on stroking her back and mumbled, "You are alright, you are fine."

They remained in this position for quite a while. Myra finally relaxed, but whatever strength was left in her had taken a toll. She whispered, "I want to rest."

Elio helped her lie in bed, like she was a fragile doll. He stroked her head, "You can sleep now. I will keep a watch over you."

Myra nodded faintly as she felt her eyes getting heavier, diving into a deep slumber.

Elio gazed at her in quiet repose, her slightly colorless and haggard face. His mind was a chaotic mess. He grunted, reprimanding Leo, ’Do you have any idea what could have happened to her? She already doesn’t like that I’m a werewolf, and you gave her a panic attack.’

Leo growled inside, ’I know I was wrong. But~ ... but, I was just hurt~ .... by our mate’s rejecting words. You were in pain too, Eli. I couldn’t control myself.’

’Whatever the reason. Neither you nor I can hurt her. Mate or not. She is the one I chose to be with. And one way or another, I will make her choose me, willingly,’ Elio replied, his words determined while his hand moved from her head to her collarbone. He traced the angry red marks left by Alaric as he bit his lower lip.

He then held her hand in his, raising it, as he placed a knight’s kiss on the ring finger.

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