Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91: We Need To Have A Good Talk

(Author’s POV)

As the clock strikes seven in the morning, Elio, who too hasn’t slept all night, came to visit Myra. He was feeling guilty all along for not being there when his Brother and his love interest need him the most. So, the whole night, he twisted and turned in his bed but just like others in the mansion, wasn’t able to get a wink of sleep.

But he was too afraid to go and see Myra and face her. The story he had heard last night from Nora’s mouth told him that Myra probably isn’t going to react in a very affectionate and friendly way regarding their origin. It would be a miracle if she doesn’t hate them for all this mess. It was only natural to be honest.

But his patience snapped at some point, his urge to see Myra one more time overpowered his fear. With a restless face, he looked himself in the mirror and cleaned up thoroughly not wanting to show his haggard appearance.

It was seven in the morning and with almost measured steps, he made his way towards Myra’s room. Reaching her room, he stood by her door, his hand grabbing the doorknob but he stood there for a brief moment, without twisting it.

Suddenly, the door opened from inside, catching him off guard and he stumbled forward slightly.

The nurse who was awake the whole night and tending to Myra, wanted to take a small break so she made her way and unlatched the door to found a sturdy and powerful figure staggering forwardly in her direction. She froze completely and closed her eyes for the impact.

But Elio, with his agility and quick reflexes avoided her with precision and stood straight, asking, "What are you doing?" He was so embarrassed that he said whatever came to his mind first.

The nurse became extremely vigilant, listening to the striking and commanding tone and opened her eyes in a flash. She found Elio standing there, seemed awkward at the first glance. She simply replied to his earlier question, tucking a strand of her auburn lock behind her ear, "Alpha Elio, I was just about to take a break. What made you come here so early in the morning?" As she completed her sentence, her cheeks went faintly flushed as she waited for his reply.

"Ahhhhhh, I~ I came here. Ummm, I came here to check up on my sister and see if her friend is alright or not." Elio fumbled with his alphabets. "Ummm, Lana, right?"

"Yes, Alpha Elio" her voice pitched up in a shrill but she composed herself very quickly, ’He knows my name? The ELIO EVERESTS knows my name’ she was jumping and summersaulting inside her fantasy filled mind.

Elio was a proud student of Dr. Greg Andrew and Lana Swiss was an ordinary nurse in the pack hospital. They both rarely had any encounter with each other, if at all. So, it was astonishing and mindboggling for young Lana to know that her long time crush knew of her existence.

"How’s the patient fairing?" Elio’s eyes followed where Myra was sleeping soundly accompanied by his sister who too was fast asleep with her hair all over the place.

Lana, pulled herself out of her mental world, straightened her back as her professionalism kicked in, "Physically, the patient is fine and should be waking up any minute. Regarding her mental state, once she wakes up, we’ll know."

Elio nodded in agreement. He then looked at Lana, "You were about to go and rest. You may leave, I will be here."

Lana was unwilling to leave, "It’s okay. I will look after the patient well. You don’t seem to be in good health; let me take your pulse."

Elio tousled his chocolate shaded curly locks lazily, "No need for that. You too have taken care of my sister and her friend all night. You should rest." Elio politely declined.

Lana was so star struck by his mesmerizing messy hair and his movements that she didn’t hear anything. "Alpha Elio, please take a seat. It will only take a minute" Her voice sounded stern.

Elio resigned and didn’t wanted to say anything more, took a seat on the couch with his legs crossed elegantly.

Lana Swiss, who was standing there, gestured for him to extend his hand. He called out, "You should take a seat and then check."

Taking note of his kind words, Lana lowered her head bashfully as her reply came in a cutesy tone, "Okay."

Elio’s whole focus was on Myra, so he didn’t notice the change of Lana’s tone. He kept on sneaking glances towards Myra. Leo licked his lips, commenting, ’It’s good that Myra is fine. Hope, when she wakes up nothing changes.’ Elio sighed at his wolf’s words.

Lana held his wrist firmly, her heart racing a mile a minute. She kept on licking her slightly chapped lips nervously with her head still lowered, because she knew her face must be in a shade of beetroot red.

Pressing her index and middle finger, she checked up on his heart rate, it was ticking abnormally. ’Is it my heart beat or is it his?’

Clearing her throat, she mumbled, "Ummm ehem, you must have been tired and not slept well, your heart rate is quite frantic and lively."

Elio nodded, "Yes. Now, if you have taken my pulse. You may go and take a rest." His tone was filled with insistence.

With the abrupt movement, Nora was startled and she sat erect all at once, her hair flying everywhere. She looked more and more disoriented because of the lack of sleep and anxiety.

Nora looked straight at her friend, to find, Myra was already awake and giving her an powerful and instance glare.

Nora became nervous, but she had to ask the important question first, "Myra, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere, hmmm?"

Myra simply stared at her without blinking, her face revealed none of her emotions. Nora seeing her friend’s unwavering gaze gulped hard, her hand tightly gripping around the sheets.

Lana interrupted, "Ms. Miracle, are you feeling any discomfort?"

Myra gazed sideways at the new face, her voice ice cold, "No, I don’t". Though, she was in a lot of pain, she didn’t want to show it to anyone.

Lana nodded at her response.

Myra again gave Nora a glare, waiting for her to say something, anything.

When the later didn’t say anything, her eyebrows creased and she declared, "We need to have a good talk."

Nora pressed her lips together and sighed. She then asked Lana, "Ummmmm, Ms. Nurse, you can go and rest for now. I have already asked the servant to open a guest room for you. We will have a brief chat here."

Lana, taking the hint, nodded, bowed and walked off.

To Be Continued . . . . . . .