Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 101: Do You Like Her?

(Author’s POV)

"Greg doesn’t use a cellphone, you can just contact me," Noah confidently gave Sara’s phone back after feeding his contact details in it.

Greg Andrew’s hand was still in his pants pocket where his phone was, as he was about to take it out. But when he heard his friend’s words, his movement halted midway and he shoved the phone back hurriedly.

He was utterly stupefied by Noah’s blatant lie, his mouth was agape in shock, ’Alpha Noah Everests is lying? That too for a she wolf? That’s rare. What’s going on here?’

Sara looked at her cellphone and nodded, "Once Bella is well enough, I will call you for the thank you meal, Noah and ummm~" she looked at Greg with her eyebrows raised.

"Greg Andrew," Greg spelled his name for Sara, wanting to shake her hand. "Yeah Greg, you too, I will inform you guys," she stretched her right hand forward but before they could, Noah interrupted again by extending his own.

Sara shook Noah’s hand and then very swiftly withdrew hers back.

Noah, in his usually deep voice said, "Now, that you are here, we will be taking our leave." He turned and held Greg’s arms, ready to disappear.

His hands were shaking. The way Sara called his name was making ripples in his heart. It was pounding violently and his wolf was also getting restless, which was bad for him. And their hand shake had made it even worse.

Arth, his wolf, was unusually on the edge today, wanting to come out badly. The concealing potion’s effect was wearing off. He didn’t wanted anybody to know that he was a werewolf, a Lycan Alpha. So, he wanted to get out of that place as fast as possible.

But before they could walk away completely, Bella called out to them, "Sis, you should send them out. After all they saved me today. We should show our gratitude." She gave her sister a meaningful look, playfully winking at her.

Sara knew of her intentions but wasn’t bothered by it. Her sister had a habit of pairing her up with any potential and capable male; she wanted to set her up with a nice guy.

Additionally, both the girls have already sensed that Greg Andrew was a werewolf because they were of Alpha bloodline, so they could sense his werewolf’s scent.

But Noah, he was a different case. He didn’t have any trace of being a werewolf, no scent, no mark, nothing. So, they perceived him as a normal human.

Sara walked them out of the building, as she stepped beside Noah with Greg striding slightly behind the two of them, giving them space. He kept on observing them from behind. ’Noah was behaving very, how should I put it, odd maybe.’

Sara gave Noah sideways glance every now and then, trying to remember him. She knew she had seen him somewhere but could not recall where. For her, it was everyday routine to meet quite a lot of people.

Whereas, our Lycan Boy Noah, he was trying to keep his distance from her because Arth was getting antsy somehow.

As they reached outside, Sara, wanting to get rid of her curiosity, straightaway asked, "Have we met before, hmm? Why do I think, we have?"

Noah pressed his lips in a thin line, busy suppressing his fidgety wolf. He fumbled with his words, "Yeah~, ummmmmm, yes. We have met." Greg was listening on this conversation and his eyes widened, ’he has met Ms. Beauty before and didn’t even tell me, what a good friend. Well done brother, now you are keeping things from me. I am hurt.’ He was crying in his head.

"Where? Can you jog me down the memory?" Sara looked at him and asked.

Noah was embarrassed of that piece of memory; he was reluctant to say anything. But when he looked at Sara’s expectant face, waiting for his reply, he said, "I was~, I was lost, and then, then you helped me to get back to the medical department, first day of college."

"Oohhhhh, I think I remember now, Noah Ev~ Evr~ Everests, right? You were in your big black frames and grey hoody, all covered up," she said this bluntly.

"Ahhh, yes. Black frames and grey hoody," Noah scratched his head in utter shame. He purposefully dressed up like that on the first day, trying to keep any unnecessary crowd at bay. His wolf suggested him. He didn’t like people very much and didn’t really wanted to interact.

Sara’s eyes gleamed at his words, remembering their first encounter. And then she threw him another question, "Why are you not wearing them? Is your eyesight fine without it?" she sounded a bit concerned.

Noah’s palms were getting sweaty as Arth was getting restive inside his mind.

Greg, noticing his friend’s condition, intervened immediately, "He forgot them in his dorm room. Ms. Sara Allen, sorry but we have a class to attend to. So~"

Sara, realizing her mistake, kept apologizing again and again, "Ohhh shit~, I mean, Oh my gosh, I am soo sorry for taking up your time. I am really sorry. If you are busy please feel free to leave."

Before Noah could say anything to her, Greg uttered, "No need to apologize, Sara. Anyways, it was nice meeting you."

Sara nodded, "It was really nice meeting you, Gr~ Greg and Noah." Noah smiled at her stiffly.

Then, without wasting any more time, Greg held his friend’s arm and walked to the other side.

When they were out of sight and alone, he released Noah and asked, "Man, what’s going on with you? You are behaving unlike yourself? And why the hell is your body so stiff? Is it Arth?"

By now, Noah’s forehead was glistening with sweat beads and he felt parched in his throat. In a hoarse voice, he mumbled, "Gr~ Greg, Greg, po~tio~, potion, the potion."

When Greg heard this, he became worried and quickly took out a small bottle from Noah’s bag and gave it to him.

The veins on Noah’s arms were bulging right now. He took the bottle, more like snatched it, and downed it in one go. His purplish black eyes which were all black started shifting back to normal. His heaving chest quieted slowly and gradually as he got control of his body again.

Greg patted his back softly, "Are you feeling better now?"

Noah hummed and nodded.

Greg sighed in relief, "You scared me there, you know? Now, will you tell me what happened for Arth to get so restless?"

"I don’t know" Noah answered honestly. "It’s just that, Arth has been on the edge a lot, lately."

Greg fired another question, "And what about your behavior towards Sara Allen? Are you somehow~ interested in her? Do you like her?"

Noah blinked, listening to his friend’s questions, "I~ I don’t. I don’t know. Did it seem like that?"

"Ummhmm .... It did, my friend," Greg confirmed. "Why are you tensed at this, huh? This is great news. No, not just great, it is awesome. Finally, fina~llllyy after so many damn years of abstinence, you are showing interest in someone. And she happens to be a she wolf too. Maybe you guys are destined." Greg was excited and literally jumping, his tone was all dramatic.

Noah didn’t deny it but said, "I heard rumors that she is already with someone."

"Huhh, is she?" Greg was a bit skeptical. "I don’t think so. If she was in a relationship or seeing someone, her sister wouldn’t have thrown her under the bus. And honestly, she didn’t deny having dinner with us. Buddy, don’t worry. You have your wingman by your side. I will make sure to uncover the truth for you, whether the rumors are true or not."

A conflicted look flashed on Noah’s face. But his wolf said, ’Greg is right. Rumors aren’t always true. We will try to find out what’s true." This eased his mind a bit.

In the following days that came, Greg created a lot of chance encounters for his friend’s sake and Noah, not even once, objected to it.

They used to visit the business department often with various excuses. Greg befriended some of the students from business major.

Whenever they went to the cafeteria, Greg made sure that Sara was already there. He even suggested Noah to fill up the form for the student council membership. The latter was adamant on not joining it at first but when he saw that Sara was warming up to him bit by bit, he agreed.

Noah’s nature gradually changed from being shy and gloomy to approachable.

He would call Sara to ask her random questions about business studies. He told her that he was interested in business major, so would like to know more about it. Sara was glad to help another lost soul. They soon became friends and talk often on phone.

Soon, a month passed by and the day of their gratitude meal arrived.

To Be Continued . . . . . . .