Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 550

Chapter 550: The Cuckoo Who Strikes

(Author’s POV)

"Vienna, your sister’s in danger. We need to save her," Garry said to her when he saw her sniffling. Her face was pale, her eyes bloodshot. He thought she had finally come to her senses, and her guilty conscience was catching up to her. Actually, seeing her like that~ ... anyone would have thought like that.

She stopped her sobs midway and looked up. Meeting him dead in the eye, she blurted, "What are you talking about? Danger, what danger? Save that bitch of a sister from what? That attention seeking rat is having the best time of her life with~ ... my boyfriend." She was seething with every syllable that came out of her mouth, her eyes blazing. "If not necessary ~.... I wouldn’t have let that rotten mutt even near my Danny. He is mine~ ... and mine alone."

Garry was stunned, his eyes expanding. He couldn’t believe such a sweet, young girl could have such a cold heart, vile thoughts and a poison laced tongue towards her own blood sibling. She wasn’t the least bit remorseful for Amelia’s safety; instead, she was envious of her. He knew now Vienna Clinton was a total maniac who didn’t have even an ounce of sympathy for her sister.

He wanted to teach her a lesson, but right now, saving Amelia was his top priority. So, he spat, "Fine~ .... I will do it myself." He had barely taken two steps when she lunged onto him like a panther with her claws out, holding him from behind, screaming, "YOU ARE NOT GOING INSIDE."

"LET~ ... GO OFF ME," Garry tried to shove her away, but she was holding him with an iron grip, her freshly manicured, blade like nails dug into his forearms as blood spilt out from there.

"NOOOOO~~~~~ .... I won’t let you ruin Denver’s plan," she was hysterical at this point. With no choice left, he shook her off violently as her head banged into the side wall. A trail of blood painted on the pristine white background as she lay on the floor, seemingly senseless. Garry gulped and wanted to check her, but then he started making his way towards the altar room. Just when he was about to open the door, he felt something solid hitting the back of his head.

With shaking hands, he touched the area and saw his hand was covered in dark, liquid crimson. His trembling eyes looked at Vienna, who had a sledgehammer in her hand. He could tell she was shuddering, barely able to hold the weapon, but she was ready to strike him again. "I SAID~ ... YOU. ARE. NOT. GOING. IN."

Saying that, she raised her hands and, in a semi circular motion, pummeled Garry on the skull once again. Due to the second clobbering, his knees buckled, his eyes rolled backwards as he collapsed on the floor, blacking out completely.

He woke up to the smell of disinfectant and multiple sounds of people talking. Drowsily, he opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a few blurry faces looking at him. He blinked and shook off the haziness and realized it was his eldest son and his daughter in law, Jeffery and Liliana Yates.

"Dad, you are finally awake. Are you~ ... are you alright? How are you feeling? Do you feel dizzy? Lily~ .... go, go and call the doctors, quick," Jeffery inquired. Liliana rushed out to do as he said.

Instead of answering, Garry asked, his voice hoarse, "Jeffery, wh~at~ ... are you doing here?" The last he remembered was him standing in Denver’s house and the confrontation with that girl, Vienna.

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