Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers
Chapter 190: There Is Progress

Chapter 190: There Is Progress

(Author’s POV)

"Bro, it is already time. Aren’t you getting off work?" Dion entered Alaric’s office leisurely and commented when he saw him still sitting in his chair.

Alaric glanced his way, then at the pile of work that was left. Licking his lips, he replied, he was trying to sound casual, "You should go ahead. Don’t wait for me. I have to finish some work before heading to the pack house."

Dion settled on the couch, tilted his head to the side and looked at his brother’s calm face. It only took him a single glance to tell that Alaric was exhausted and needed rest.

Werewolf or not everyone needed a good rest, so he muttered, "Al, I am feeling restless just by looking at you, you know. When was the last time you slept properly. You have been drowning yourself in either matter related to company or pack business. I know we have Lycan blood which makes us strong, but bro we need relaxation time too. If there is something on your mind, you can share it with me. Don’t bottle anything up."

Dion may look aloof and unbothered but he loved his family in his own way. He has been working under Alaric these past few days and Alaric has been tirelessly working, working and just working. He hardly took any breaks, not even to eat. And when he got home, he had to get reports on pack stuff and go on midnight patrols so it has disturbed his sleep cycle completely.

"It is nothing. I want this work to be finished without any problem. You know what I am getting at," Alaric walked towards Dion and sat in front of him. He pinched his nose bridge again because his head was buzzing again.

Dion spat back, as if he knew what was going on inside Alaric’s head, "A workaholic like you, your work won’t ever be complete. At least, don’t lie to me Al. You know, with my ability I can tell, you are troubled because of some stuff. It is ok if you don’t want to share it but~" he released a long breath, leaving his sentence incomplete.

"It is not that I don’t want to share my concerns with you, Dio. I was just thinking about Brave. Why do you think he has not woken up yet? And also, the matter with the elders. From what I have heard from father and mother, some packs have agreed to support us in this matter while others don’t want to get involved," Alaric told him. He didn’t mention anything about Myra. He would never tell a soul about how Myra was always playing on his mind like a catchy music.

"They are just cowards. Those oldies have behaved irrationally and discriminately with most of them but because of their status and family legacies, they don’t want to stand up against them," Dion rested his head on the headrest and said while looking at the ceiling. "Anyways, I have got good news. Elio just mind linked me about Brave’s progress. Dr. Andrew’s test has had great outcome. We might soon know about the cause of his coma. And hopefully, he may wake up soon."

"WHAT?" Alaric’s eyes widened in shock of the sudden information Dion fed him. "Why didn’t you tell me soon, Dio?"

"Hahaha~ . . . . . I came here to get you. Can we go home now? Or do you still want to finish your work?" Dion smirked staring at Alaric.

Alaric gave him a side eye and then rolled them, "Are you done with your mocking? Give me half and hour, I will wrap this up and then we will leave together."

"Ok, bro," Dion said while clicking his tongue.

The next second Alaric returned to his desk and dived into his work.

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*panting* ..... *gasps* ....

*running sound* .... *huff huff .... huff huff *

"Where are you going to hide? Don’t run away from me. I am yours and .... YOU ... ARE .... MINE."

"STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER."

"Haahhahahhaahha ..... you are funny. Baby, if I am a monster. I am still yours. You cannot escape me, NEVER."

"GO AWAY ............"

*phone ringing*

Myra was startled as she woke up with a start. She breathed heavily, huffing and puffing, as if she has gone out for a run. Her new phone’s ringtone distracted her as she looked at it. She looked it and saw the name on display. Yelena was calling her at it was around one in the morning.

She rubbed her temple and picked up her call at the last minute, "Hello ..... Yel," her voice was hoarse and gravelly.

"Were you asleep?" Yelena asked from the other end.

"Ahh~ ..... sort of. Why did you call? Did something happen?" Myra questioned as she asked while reigned her wild emotions in check.

"I was just checking up on you. You were getting those nightmares. So, I thought, maybe I should ask," Yelena mumbled.

Myra thought for while and replied with a, "It’s better than before. You don’t have to worry about it." She didn’t want to concern Yelena with her nightmare stuff. It was already stressful for her. "Tell me, how did your talk go with your grandmother?"

There was silence on the other end of the call for a few seconds. Neither of them speaking anything. Myra broke the silence, "Did everything go well?"

Yelena sighed and confessed, "It wasn’t that bad this time. Hahaha~ .... She just ignored me, not that bad." There was a slight shiver in her voice. She tried to down play her emotional state.

Myra pursed her lips. Yelena has rambled in her drunken state once about her grandmother, Diana Yates. She wasn’t very fond of Yelena. Or you could say, she didn’t liked Yelena at all.

In front of other people, she would behave all normally like a proper grandmother to her, even in Garry’s presence but behind the scenes, she would taunt and mock her for being a girl and the reason for her other son to get exiled from the family.

Yelena was fond of her grandmother when she was young because her mother and father were always busy and Garry too wasn’t home all the time. So, she spent most of her time with Diana and her uncle, Henry Yates but because of some stuff he was thrown out of the Yates mansion. After that incident, Diana hated Yelena.

That is one of the reason’s why Yelena left the Yates mansion and wanted to live on her own. She wanted herself out of that toxicity.

"Yel, you know I am with you. Whenever you want to talk with me, hmm, "Myra said with a comforting voice.

"I know, I love you too, babe. Ok, enough with my rambling. Sorry for disturbing your sleep. Good night, sweet dreams," Yelena muttered and ended the call without waiting for Myra’s reply. She was about to cry and didn’t wanted Myra to know.

Myra stared at her phone for a few minutes and exhaled deeply, "Each one of us is dealing with their own fears," she mumbled under her breath.

She turned and looked at the beside table. The glass had no water in it and her throat was getting dry. She pushed the cover off of her and got out of her bed. Rubbing her eyes she got down from the stairs quietly, not wanting to wake her parents up.

She made a beeline to the kitchen, fetched the water and walked back. As she was near her parents’ room, her steps became light. Their door was slightly ajar but the lights were off. She wanted to walk away but Sandra’s voice made her halt her steps.

"Do you think if you don’t back down, they will force you?" Sandra asked. Her voice was filled with concern.

"They are already trying to do it already. The new generation is all hi-tech and doing a much better job than an old employee like me," William’s voice sounded tired as he told Sandra.

"Then what will happen after you retire Will? Myra is in college and Wendy is a high school senior already. I will try to find more part time job. But the market is plummeting and in this small place, there is hardly any job who can hire me," Sandra revealed her concerns.

William hugged her and comforted her, saying, "Everything will be alright. If worst get worst, I will sell this home and we can move to a small place. After all, when Wendy starts college, it will be just the two of us. We will manage, don’t stress over it."

Myra’s eyes dilated at the sudden revelation. She wanted to barge in and ask about the matter but it wasn’t right to do that right now.

But one thing was clear in her head now. It was time to move out of this place and she can now talk to her parents about it. She clenched her fist and mumbled, "I will have to talk to Garry first. Then, I will talk about it to my parents."

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

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