Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 544

Chapter 544: Does It Ring A Bell?

(Author’s POV)

"Wha~t~ ... do you th~ink~ ... you are doi~ng, Ala~ric Evere~sts?" Garry groaned, looking straight at the person. "What~ ... ~is the me~aning of all~ thi~s?"

Alaric’s eyes glowed, as darkness lurked around him. He glared at the old man and spat, "Garry Yates, didn’t my man give you the answer earlier? I wanted to talk to you, one~ on~ one."

Garry immediately recalled the speeding black car, the crash, and the intruder. With yet another grunt, he asked, "You~ .... it was yo~ur man was~ who was chas~ing afte~r my ca~r? Yo~u wer~e beh~ind the~ cra~sh? Why~ .... what did I do~ ... to you?"

"What did you do to me?" Alaric repeated his words; his shoulders shook as, out of the blue, he burst out laughing, "Hahhh hahaha~ .... Hahahhaha~ ...." his hand was on his forehead, concealing his expression. "You are seriously asking me~ .... what did you do? HOW FUCKING AUDACIOUS OF YOU." he roared. "Stop fucking playing this innocent act."

"I don’t under~stand wha~t you ar~e tryi~ng to say?" Garry said, trying to suppress the pulsing headache. He noticed that his bleeding forehead was covered with gauze, already patched up.

"Drop this naïve act for once~ .... YOU SHAMELESS BASTARD. You say... you don’t understand what I am saying~ ... fine .... let me jog down your memory a bit," Alaric spouted, enraged. He then leaned in and muttered, his voice low and menacing, "Twenty one years ago~ .... at Saint Patrick Hospital in Kimberg. Does it ring a bell now?" Not once did his eyes shift from Garry. If looks could kill, the old man would have been long dead.

At the mention of the hospital, there was a subtle change in Garry’s eyes; his tied hand’s fist clenched. Though normally, it would have been unnoticeable, Alaric sensed the shift. Gritting his teeth, he added, "Ohhh~ ... yes, it does. It fucking does."

He got up from his chair and walked towards Garry, giving him a resonating slap, "YOU FUCKER~ you dare to kidnap my sister. How dare you, how fucking dare you?"

Though Alaric hadn’t put all his strength in that slap, Garry’s head tilted to the side; blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth. But still, Garry tried to defend himself, "Alari~c, it’s not~ wh~at you thin~king."

Grabbing his chin roughly, Alaric yanked Garry’s face as he bored his claws into his cheeks and growled, a deafening, ear splitting growl. His eyes turned fiery red. Garry remained still, very still. His facial features hardened at the sheer display of power. He knew very well that one wrong word~ ... one wrong move~ .... and he won’t get a chance to explain. His head would be plucked off his shoulders.

"Why~ .... why did you do that? What did you snatch away twenty years of my sister’s life?" Alaric snarled, interrogating. "Did you find it thrilling? Were you satisfied seeing Nora suffer in that disgusting place? You cunt."

Garry pursed his lips as Alaric’s barrage of questions put him to shame.

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