Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 156: Did You Do What I Told You?

(Author’s POV)

After Janet departed, Alaric looked back at Myra’s room for few moments and then made his way towards the doctor’s office.

He entered the room leisurely and took a seat casually, his black leather shoes clicking with each step. Crossing his leg, Alaric sat in an imposing manner as he played with his ring on the index finger and asked, lifting his eyes dangerously, "Did you do what I told you to do, hmm?"

The male doctor from earlier was supposed to be off duty. But here he was, past midnight, sitting in his office, intimidated by Alaric’s commanding presence. He was too afraid to meet his eyes as he fumbled with his words initially, "M~r. Everests~, I have ...... I have taken the blood sample as per your orders. Here it is."

With scurried steps, he brought a small silver suit case, placed it in front on Alaric on the glass table, loaded the passcode and unlatched it at once. He stepped back and said, "Two blood samples of Ms. Miracle." He stole glances at Alaric’s face, as the latter showed a satisfied smile. He pressed his lips tight and stood erect.

Alaric handed him a cheque worth a million with his signature on it, warning him, his tone filled with danger, "Nothing about what conspired should be leaked. Not about Myra’s stay here or about the blood samples you have collected. Otherwise, you will have to bear consequences. You should probably know that."

The doctor nodded like a wobble head figure, trembling from his threat. He knew how powerful the Everests family was. All of Kimberg knew about it. So, he was in no position to refuse his orders or betray him. He was too afraid to cross Alaric.

Alaric closed the case, got up and walked out with it, without even glancing at the doctor who was standing like a statue.

He made his way to his car and kept the suitcase in his car’s trunk, for safe keeping. There was another small bag beside it, which contained Myra hair sample. Alaric had plucked some when she was still unconscious.

This matter was a secret to all. He wasn’t going to tell his parents or Myra, not even his trusted aide, Janet would know about it.

He wanted to make sure what Myra’s true identity was. Whether she was the child who got abducted with Nora or not. That was probably his only shot at Myra’s origin.

Myra who was oblivious to his plan, was lying in her bed with her eyes wide open. Her sleep was gone out of the window as she kept looking at the door every now and then with an odd feeling in her heart.

Her mind swirled to the instance where the inked guy tried to sexually assault her but the time had frozen.

At that moment, she thought it was all a dream. But now, when she is alone and thinking hard about it, the absurdity of that situation made her flinch. ’How is that possible? Just how?’ She remembered every detail vividly, her hair stood on ends as she recalled it all.

This has never happened before. Or maybe it had.

When she was in middle school, she and Nora used to get bullied for not having biological parents. The bullies used to tease them, calling them charity case and unwanted girls. She used to confront their bullies and beat them up badly.

But one time, about nine to ten students from their school ganged up on them with baseball bats. She could easily handle two or three people at once. But, nine was a bit too much.

At that time, Nora’s parents used to torture Nora mentally and the later was too depressed to defend herself. So, it was all on Myra to keep herself and Nora safe.

It was in a dark maze like alleyway, where they cornered both the girls as Myra shielded Nora with her body on the line.

They all charged on them, trying to teach them a lesson.

Myra readied herself, when something unusual happened. The guy who was just inches closer to her stopped, his hand raised, lifting a black baseball bat. A girl behind who was running behind him with a stone in her hand, froze too, her hair scattered wildly in the air.

Myra looked at everyone and nobody moved. They were not even breathing.

She then turned around to find Nora completely frozen on her spot just like others. She was curled in a corner.

Without thinking too much and wasting any more time, Myra piggy backed Nora and carried her out of the spot.

This memory was very faint and blurred that Myra didn’t remember most of it. Because, after walking to a safe distance, as soon as she let go of Nora, time started flowing again like usual and she fainted right then and there, in the middle of the road, with cars honking.

Now, that her memory jogged down, she was stunned by this. ’So, what happened is all real? Time really froze at that crucial time, huhh? But how? Do I have some guardian angel or some sort of powers? Or am I getting crazy after living with the Everests for too long?’

She tried to recall the instance again but a jolting pain hit her in the head as she frowned and held her head, grunting.

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Birds chirped playfully as sun rose in the now clear sky, painting a beautiful scenic picture from Myra’s room’s window.

All night long, after that encounter with Alaric, she did not sleep a wink and just laid in her bed. The dull pain in her body indicated that the effect on her body was wearing off slowly and gradually.

She shifted in her bed, trying to get out of it and a loud yelp escaped her mouth as her injured foot bumped into the protective railing.

Within a blink of an eye, the door to Myra’s room burst open and someone came running towards her.

Myra was clutching the bedsheet, wrinkling it as her brows were furrowed. When she looked at the person who entered the room, her face turned ugly, "Didn’t I tell you to not come? Why are you here again?"

Alaric ignored her question and knelt down before her on one knee as he held her feet and slipped it into a comfortable slipper. His actions were gentle which stunned Myra.

She gazed at him with a complicated expression.

Alaric was still in his white shirt and black pants from last night, which was now wrinkled after sitting all night on that hard bench. His hair were messy and ruffled as his face told he hadn’t slept in two days.

Myra was staring too intently at him as Alaric, without raising his head said, "At this rate, you will dig a hole in my head." He held her injured foot carefully, like he was handling a porcelain showpiece, and slipped her foot into the other pair, with extreme caution.

She jerked away from her as she heard his words and spat, "Did you not hear me? I told you not to come. You are breaking your word again and again." Her mood was spoilt by his presence.

Alaric lifted his head and met Myra’s gaze. He then got up, leaned forward, his face dangerously close to hers.

Myra backed away as she was about to shout, "What are you up to? Let go of me."

He held her waist and pulled her towards him a bit. He uttered, his voice raspy and hoarse because of all the lack of sleep, "Careful, will you? If you are not, then it will hurt like crazy."

Myra gritted her teeth and glared at him, "If you don’t let go. I will not wait for another day. I will book my ticket today and go back."

Alaric steadied her, letting go of her waist as he stood in front of her casually replying, while tousling his unkempt hair, "You told me not to come, visit you. You never said I can’t be outside the room. As for why I came now, you already know. You should have called for a nurse, at least. Then, I wouldn’t have to come and help you."

"Who even needs your help? I, just a human being, getting help from the mighty werewolf prince, Alaric Everests, no~ no .... How dare I?" Myra said mockingly, her words spiteful.

She then tried to got up, her face scrunched up in pain. When Alaric tried to help and hold her hand, she stopped him with her hand gesture, "You can go out now. I can manage on my own."

"Can you not be stubborn for once? Your injury will flare up." Alaric commented as she stood up and limped.

"Can you not be disrespectful for once?" Myra shot back. With every movement she took, a aching grunt escaped her lips. But she refused to take any help from Alaric.

Alaric looked at her face and then her feet. He exhaled a tired breath as he got closer to her, scooped her in his arms and said, "Take it as, I am repenting for my rude behavior I have shown you all this time." He locked his penetrating sapphire eyes onto her hazel ones, showing his sincerity to her.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . . .