Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers
Chapter 176: We Are Getting Late

Chapter 176: We Are Getting Late

(Author’s POV)

"I am not talking about the fantasy world. I am saying, what if all this werewolf world, what if it is really real? Like those hairy gigantic animals with sharp teeth and scary eyes. What will you think of it then?" Myra tried keep her voice as normal as possible though her tone was still serious.

Yelena had a confused look on her face. She tilted her face and frowned, "What has gotten into you all of a sudden? Asking about such questions with a straight face. Was it that frightening for you, the show?"

"Hahaha ... what are you saying, Yel. I just, I just got a bit curious. The camerawork and graphics were so real that it got me thinking. What if it was real." Myra laughed nervously as she gulped to conceal her lie.

Yelena’s eyes lingered on her for a few seconds as she tried to make sense of Myra’s words. Nevertheless, she then told Myra her opinion on the subject, "Hypothetically speaking, it is a very good question. If werewolves were real ... hmmmm .... that would be scary as hell, to be very honest."

"And what if, you get involved with that kind, somehow? What will you do then?" Myra wanted to gauge out Yelena’s thought. She herself has been on edge ever since her trip and was behaving extremely. Myra wanted an outside perceptive on this matter.

And also, though Yelena was her friend and they were close, but so was Nora. Eventually, what occurred in Kimberg had made her vary of everyone. She just wanted to confirm something.

"I will probably run for my dear life, I guess. But it definitely depends on the situation. If the scenario is something like those romantic trope novels, I will try to understand their perspective. But if getting involved with a werewolf and such, puts me and my loved one’s life in danger. Hell yeah, I won’t think twice before cutting contact and vanishing. Safety first. Still, it totally depends on the scenario you are in," Yelena conveyed her true feelings as a hardcore fangirl with an innocent look on her face.

Myra nodded in understanding, "If someone’s life is in danger then ... hmmmm" she whispered. Yelena didn’t hear her words.

"Anyways, enough of this. I guess, we can’t watch that series right now. So, let’s get some shut eye," Yelena suggested, covering her mouth while yawning.

Myra, who was entangled in her own inner thoughts nodded again absent mindedly.

Yelena kept her laptop aside and urged Myra to lie down. She then tucked her properly, switched off the lights and went back to sleep.

Within two minutes, Yelena’s breathing evened out as she drifted off but same was not the case with Myra. Sleep was far away from her senses as she stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open.

This Kimberg trip has been nothing but chaotic for her. Her nightmares had returned and a lot of other things happened which made her paranoid. She kept on having this damn feeling that someone was after her life and keeping an eye on her. She no longer felt safe. Not in Kimberg and now, not even in her own homeland.

Yelena’s words stuck inside her head, "Cutting off contact and vanishing ......"

She never saw this option because Damona was her home. It was not just her home but also William and Sandra had lived their whole life in this place and so has Wendy. Their house, their job, their everything was here.

But .... if staying in Damona meant that it will put her and her family’s life at risk, she would choose to disappear to a new place and start all over again, in a heartbeat. She would take her parents and her sister and settle to a place where no one can reach her. Maybe then she could get away from all these things.

But the real question was how would she even do that?

Myra wasn’t a millionaire, who would have spare funds to securely shift to a new place without anyone knowing. And what will she tell William and Sandra? What will she tell Wendy? She cannot simply tell them the truth.

She sighed loudly, loud enough to make Yelena flinched a little. But that girl was so close to snoring as she was sleeping like a log.

Myra dispersed these thoughts, ’What am I thinking? That’s not possible right now.’

Her mind was having a mini battle of its own. She closed her eyes, trying to get some rest.

Soon, she too drifted off to sleep.

*Ding ding ... ding ding*

The next morning, they were woken up by Aunt Mary, who was ringing the bell of Yelena’s apartment.

Yelena squinted her eyes to peek. The sun was already up and she stretched her limbs and got out of the bed to open the door.

"Miss Yates, why are you not picking your phone? I called to tell you that I would be late but then you didn’t pick any of my calls. I even messaged you." Aunt Mary’s voice was laced with worry though her expression remained neutral.

Yelena explained to Mary, "We both slept a bit late last night. By the way, what time is it?"

"It is ten, Miss Yates," Mary told her.

Yelena, who was sipping water, spat it all out as she yelled, "WHAT?" She started coughing violently.

This broke Myra’s sleep as well as she limped her way towards the living room, "What happened? Why are you screaming?"

"We are late. We are so damn late, gosh," Yelena started pacing around in panic.

Myra looked at Aunt Mary and they gave each other a confused look. Myra then asked, "What is going on? We are late for what?"

"Ahhh, we don’t have time for all this. Aunt Mary, you don’t need to prepare breakfast for us. We will eat out. Myra, go and wash yourself up. I am going to mine room as well," Yelena didn’t explain anything and scurried away in her room.

Myra didn’t know they were going out. She was a bit puzzled and didn’t move. Yelena yelled from her room, "HURRY MYRA, we are seriously late."

"Okay, okay. I am going, I am going. Relax, your voice is pricking our ears," Myra said playfully. With another word, she returned back to her room, took out some of her clothes and went to the bathroom, to freshen up.

Twenty minutes passed by when Myra came out. Yelena was waiting for her. Myra fixed her hair in a jiffy and Yelena picked up her car keys, instructing Mary, "Aunt Mary, it will take us a while. Do, you don’t need to prepare lunch as well. You just rest, okay." And then she rushed off.

As they reached near Yelena’s car, Myra kept on urging her, "Where are we going? Where are you taking me?"

Yelena kept mum. She just stated, "You will see in about fifteen minutes. Don’t worry, I am not going to take you somewhere shady."

They both entered the vehicle and zoomed off. Yelena seemed to be in a hurry and almost crossed a red light.

Soon they reached a fancy place, which seemed like a castle from the outside.

"Where are we? Can you at least tell me now?" Myra asked again.

But Yelena dodged it again, "Let’s get inside first.

They walked inside the place. It was made up of graphite and had a bit of a dark interior which was mixing beautifully with mood lights and crystal chandelier. The whole place reeked of luxury and expensive as a person, dressed up in black uniform greeted them and gestured them to follow him. He seemed to be the manager of that place.

Yelena walked leisurely, as if she has been to this place countless times. Myra, on the other hand, was on her toes. Although, living with Nora and her family, she had visited a lot of luxurious places but this still spooked her a bit.

It always reminded her that she and both her friends were living in different worlds.

She tried to maintain her expression straight and walked slowly. Her ankle wasn’t aching that much and she was feeling a bit better than before. So, she didn’t need any assistance to walk.

The manager stopped and stepped aside, saying, "Here we are Ms. Yates, Ms. Miracle. Hope you enjoy your meal."

Yelena thanked him as Myra nodded as he left.

The manager had taken them to one of the balconies. It was decorated with sunflowers and marigolds, giving the place a vibrant and lively ambience. It was refreshing.

Yelena took a deep breath and said, "It’s all or nothing. Let’s get this over with."

Myra looked at her reaction and could feel a pit in her stomach. She could tell that something was not right. But now, it was too late to back out.

Yelena and Myra walked inside, their steps slow but steady.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .

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