Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 557

Chapter 557: It’s Not Me, But My Friend

(Author’s POV)

"Yelena~ ... what’s up? You look dead tired, babe?" Christie asked, looking at her. "Didn’t sleep well last night?"

Before she answered, an exhausting yawn escaped her mouth as she hummed, "Umhmm~ .... Kind of. Why is the lecture taking too long?" She complained.

"Haha~ ... it’s barely five minutes since the professor arrived," her classmate pointed out. "He hasn’t even started the lecture yet."

"Now we are going to discuss the limitations of thermodynamics," Prof. Westwood said. "It is not possible to determine the rates of trans~ ..."

"Now he has...." Yelena commented, rolling her eyes. "It is my third straight lecture. Goshhh~ ... I want this to end fast~ ..." She smoothed her temple with her fingers.

Christie leaned in a bit, murmuring next to her ear, "What happened? Something seems off about you. Boyfriend trouble, hmmm? Tell me, tell me. Maybe I can help."

Yelena’s eyes flickered at hearing the term ’boyfriend’; her actions stopped midway, but she shook her head, "I don’t have any."

"Then, it has to be your crush," Christie pointed. Yelena’s face unconsciously turned beetroot. "Gotcha, this time, haha~ ... tell me about it?" she insisted.

Yelena’s mind drifted to what happened after the dinner. The sight of Brave and Myra together had somehow left a sour taste in her mouth.

Though Myra told her and Wendy that there was no romantic angle to her relationship with Brave Everests, a voice kept nagging in her mind, saying otherwise. Especially the way Brave looked at Myra and treated her.

Last night, when she went to Myra’s room with warm milk, she wanted to ask her directly and clear things up. But Myra’s refusal to talk then didn’t let her sleep a wink. She was tossing and turning in her bed. One minute, she wanted to talk to her best friend; another minute, she didn’t even know what she was going to say. She didn’t even know why she was feeling this way. Anyways, her feelings, her mind, they were all in turmoil, a total mess.

"Actually. It’s not about me, but one of my friends. Not from her but from back home," Yelena started hesitantly.

’Ahhaa, cliché,’ Christie thought, but didn’t word it as she placed her elbows on the desk and looked at Yelena with pure curiosity, "Go on."

"There is this guy. Super handsome, really tall, and comes from a wealthy family. And there is the girl, my friend. She is loud, extroverted, hyper kind and comes from a well to do family as well. They haven’t met many times, but when she on their first time, she mistook him for someone else, a douchebag~ .... and hit him," Yelena stated, her tone regretful, replaying the scene.

"Yikes, that’s quite a dramatic first meeting," her classmate commented, hissing. "K-drama style."

Yelena kept on going, "But the guy, he didn’t retaliate. Instead, he noticed the injury on her foot, took her to the hospital and made sure she received treatment. He didn’t even mention the incident to anyone else, nor has he ever been rude to my friend."

"Wow, a gentleman, that’s nice," Christie’s running commentary was on. "Then~ ... what’s troubling you~ .... ~r friend?"

"Ummm~ ... there is another friend of hers. She is beauty with brains, comes from a decent family too. She knew the guy beforehand and seems to be quite close to him and his entire family. Actually, the guy’s sister and the other friend have been best friends since childhood," Yelena bit her lower lip while saying this.

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