Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 576

Chapter 576: They Belong To Me

(Author’s POV)

’OUR MATE IS IN THE HANDS OF THAT VICIOUS WITCH. SHE IS IN DANGER. YOU NEED TO SNAP OUT OF IT,’ the wolves howled, shrieked, screamed, barked, did everything they could to wake their human counterparts. They forgot all about the harrowing they were suffering and could only see Myra, heavily chained, with her eyes shut, hauled by those ugly devil looking creatures. They were all eyeing her, licking their charcoal lips, salivating like total beasts as if she were some feast to dig in.

But unfortunately, the demon circles’ power was overriding theirs by a margin. It was made up of the blood of an immortal straight from hell, Aamon, after all. The full moon was augmenting the efficacy tenfold. And the Arcanalith’s channelling it made it nearly impossible to awaken the brothers. So, none of the wolves could reach to them. But this did not stop them. It made them more violent, more eager, more belligerent. Despite the toxic silver entering their lungs with each breath, they thrashed and growled with all their might.

The lesser demons brought a manacled Myra to Elisa’s side. She looked like a prisoner who was about to be executed.

Elisa lifted Myra’s chin with her blood soaked hand, smearing her face with purplish liquid. The scent, or rather the foul rotten stench, woke Myra up.

After opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was Elisa’s face up close, giving her a devilish grin, "Awake?"

She blinked for a fraction of a second, then all the memories before her passing out crashed down on her at once; her eyes widened in shock. She tried to lurch back from Elisa’s hold, but her body felt heavy and refused to move.

"My golden goose, where do you think you are going?" Elisa spoke, her voice a mere whisper. "Did you forget your promise already?"

Myra recalled her own words, and her breath hitched. She had agreed to give Elisa and Aamon her blood, but in return asked them to leave her parents’ lives.

Her eyes darted around to see whether William and Sandra had been freed or not. But what she saw made a chill run down her spine. Hundreds of the red, black, and purple colored lesser demons were circling them. Each had a small pair of horns and a spiked club in their hands. They all were sneering and slavering, staring straight at her. It gave her goosebumps.

With a tremor in her voice, she dared to ask, "Wh~ ... what about~ ... my parents?"

Elisa patted her cheek twice with the back of her hand and remarked, "What a filial daughter, uh? Even on death’s door, still thinking about them. Are you going to make someone like me emotional?" She feigned wiping a tear.

"Are they safe?" Myra questioned, ignoring her comments and her gesture; her expression hardened.

"What? You think I won’t keep my word," Elisa said. "See for yourself." Saying this, she tapped her forehead lightly, as a vision appeared in front of Myra. Her parents had just stepped inside the house. Wendy came towards them and asked, "Mom, Dad, where did you go? I called you, sis and Yelena sis dozens of times; none of you answered." She looked past them and asked, "Where are they? Did they not come with you?"

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