Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers-Chapter 223: Change In Plan

(Author’s POV)

"What are you doing in my room?" Dion yelled out loud, when he saw Yona standing in his room. He was in a good mood just a few seconds ago but her presence had completely ruined it. He was pissed now.

Yona, whose mind was mingled in her own thoughts, stiffened at his sharp and resentful voice. She tried to explain, fumbling with her words initially, "I~ ... I got you~ ..... warm ginger tea. Luna~" but before she could complete her sentence, Dion cut her off unceremoniously.

"SHUT YOUR TRAP. Who told you to do that? Have I not warned you before, not to come inside my room without my permission. Damn it, who do you think you are, huhh?"

He approached her, his footsteps thumping as they hit the off white marble floor. Yona was at her wits end. She had never seen Dion getting so emotionally charged up ever before. They have had intimacy countless times but not one he was showed this much emotion.

She tried to explain but Dion didn’t give her any chance. He stood in front of her and grabbed her chin roughly, the same way Casper had done it. With a steely voice, he said "Do you seriously think, you can do as you please, just because I had sex with you in the past?" he scoffed, pressing her chin harshly.

"You are nothing but a cheap plaything. Don’t you get it. And now I am fucking bored with that loosened cunt of yours. You make me sick and disgusted, Yona. Every time I see you, a sense of revulsion overcome me," Dion cussed at her.

In his eyes, this she wolf was getting out of hand and needed to know her place.

She looked at him with tears of pure terror and shame. It was as if she was stripped naked in front of all the pack members. This dreadful feeling, Yona had endured in the past as well. But it always left a sour taste in her mouth.

Shoving every other thought aside, Yona once again tried to tell him that Sara had asked her to serve him tea, "Young Alpha, Luna has sent me with the tea. I didn’t mean to disobey your order."

"Ohhh really, so why the fucking hell are you stepping inside my fucking room? Nice try, with the excuse. But it is too flimsy," his hand brushed past Yona’s neck and she instinctively flinched with pain.

Dion narrowed his eyes and chalked it up to one of Yona’s pitiful, pathetic acts.

With blazing gaze, he warned her, in a stern voice, "This is the last time I am going to say it politely. Don’t you fucking dare to enter my room or approach me. Otherwise, you will have to face dire consequences. And I mean every single thing that I say .... Now, what the fuck are you standing here for. Get the hell, lost. Out of my sight, NOW."

Without wasting anytime, Yona scurried away, her entire body trembling. As soon as she shut the door behind her, Dion pinched his nose bridge. He could feel a headache coming.

’She surely doesn’t know her place. Next time, if something like this happens, I will give her a lesson she won’t ever forget,’ Drey muttered with gnashing his teeth.

’There won’t be a next time. Felix has been keeping an eye on her, recording her every move. Soon, her lies and motive will be exposed,’ Dion replied with a cold expression.

Felix was his close aide, who he had assigned to tail Yona discreetly. But since two nights ago, when Yona went out ’to get some fresh air’, he has been missing. Neither he was answering any of Dion’s mind links nor any of his calls. He tried to connect the mind link once again but there was no reply whatsoever.

’What could possibly happen to him? Does she know about Felix following her? Has she done something to him?’ Drey questioned as he grew suspicious of Yona.

’She wouldn’t dare. Felix is no ordinary wolf. He is one of the pack’s warriors. He is too strong for her to handle,’ Dion assured his wolf but inside he could feel that something was not right.

A knock on his room’s door interrupted their conversation. The next second, his door clicked open and Alaric entered, followed by their mother.

"I sent some ginger tea for you. What~ ...... why haven’t you changed yet? Are you so adamant on getting sick, Dion Everests?" Sara scolded him.

Posing with his hands on his hips, he chuckled and said, "Mother, I am a Lycan wolf. This won’t even make me sneeze."

Sara smacked his bare back and said, "Drink the tea while it is warm and put on your clothes."

"Okay, okay. Give me a minute," replying this, he downed the tea as if it was beer. Sara was speechless at his actions. Then without giving her any chance to scold, he disappeared into the bathroom.

After changing his clothes, he came out and saw Sara and Alaric were still there, waiting for him. So, adjusting his black shirt’s collar, he asked, "Is there something you wish to talk to me?"

Alaric replied, "Mother said, she had something to talk to both of us," saying this he looked in Sara’s direction. Dion, with a puzzling gaze, looked at his mother as well.

Sara sighed and started, "I wanted to give this to you when you depart for the airport, but ..... now as I have to make an urgent visit to a neighboring pack, I am giving these to you."

She handed over a simple but elegant looking paper bag to Alaric.

"What’s in it, mother?" Alaric was quick to ask, his face full of curiosity.

"It is something I bought as a gift for Myra and her family," Sara told both of them truthfully. "Since you are going to Damona, you should visit her home as well and meet with her family. After all, they have taken care of our Nora all these years. So, we must show our gratitude towards them."

Both Alaric and Dion nodded in understanding, there faces not giving away anything. But inwardly they were excited, thrilled to have one more excuse to see and meet Myra.

After saying her piece, Sara rushed out of Dion’s room and the pack house.

Alaric informed Dion, "I have come to tell you that there is a change in plan. My secretary has rescheduled our flight since all the flights has been suspended flying from Kimberg. We have to travel to Castella and from there we will catch our flight. We have to leave now. Meet me in the living room with your luggage."

Saying this, he exited Dion’s room and returned back to his own to gather his belongings.

Dion quickly packed his last remaining things and placed the gift box meant for Myra carefully inside his suitcase and zipped it.

Alaric was already in the living room, waiting for Dion. Both Brave and Elio were also there.

They said their goodbyes and departed the packhouse in Alaric’s sleek and black Maybach.

They picked Amanda and Marion and then headed to Castella International airport.

With Alaric’s impeccable driving skills, after one and a half hour of drive, they reached the airport in Castella. The flight was on hold, waiting for their arrival. Without wasting anytime, as soon as they reached, they boarded their flight and the plane departed.

In their previous schedule, Amanda had booked the entire business class section because Alaric didn’t like to travel with other people. But as they were short on time, the business class was bustling, each seat taken.

This was the only direct flight to Damona. To her surprise, when Amanda suggested this option, Alaric readily agreed.

Some passenger, who was settled two seats ahead of Alaric and Dion were talking amongst themselves. Their voice a bit high as they said, "I can’t believe this. We have been waiting since an hour for the flight to take off. Our time is as precious as anyone else’s."

"Although, the staff said that the delay was because of some last-minute check, but I highly doubt that. Isn’t it because of those last passengers ..... those high end, stud types. I guess, money talks," the other passenger, a lady, replied.

Both Alaric and Dion clearly heard them but stayed quiet, their mind was elsewhere.

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In Damona, the Miracles were done with their packing and William was locking their house. Sandra’s eyes were rimmed red as she looked at her humble home, her abode.

When they first got married, both their families were opposed to their union. They had bad blood between them.

So, with no choice left, they came to Damona and settled here. They bought this house after taking a loan and just two years back they have paid it all back. This place meant the world to both of them. It has been their salvation. So, it was surprising at all to see both Sandra and William getting emotional.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .