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Chapter 199: I Disagree But I Agree

Chapter 199: I Disagree But I Agree

(Author’s POV)

"Hello, Myra. You are already up?" Sara spoke as soon as she picked up Myra’s call.

Myra didn’t reply back for a few seconds. Sara sounded cheerful and a bit happy as well as surprised unlike how Myra thought she would react. That meant Alaric didn’t say anything and kept his promise. She sighed in relief and felt a teeny tiny bit guilty towards him.

After not hearing anything, Sara inquired again, "Are you there, Myra?"

Myra snapped out of her inner zone and spoke, "Ohhh~ yes, Sara. Mom told me you called me to talk about something." Her voice unintentionally came out sharp.

But Sara didn’t mind, she was happy that Myra had called her by her first name and not as ’Mrs. Everests.’ She didn’t like if any of her closed ones spoke to her formally.

Though, other people, even if they were close with her, would always call her by her title or formally, even her own sons. All the four Everests brothers addresses Sara and Noah as mother and father and not as mom and dad. Only Nora called her informally and she liked the sound of it. She craved normalcy for once.

"How are you doing dear? How are your parents’ health?" Sara chimed.

Myra replied, "They are doing good. Thanks for asking. So, why did you call at a time like this?"

Sara hesitated for a few seconds and then spoke, "I need to talk something important to you about Brave. He is~"

"I am sorry to interrupted you midway Sara, but please, if this is about that mate thing and all, I would prefer we rather not talk anything about it. I won’t change my mind," Myra sternly refused. She lowered her voice and whispered, covering her phone, "I am a normal human being Sara, with normal life and normal ambitions. I have no business with wolves of any sort."

This was the exact reason why Sara was hesitating. She knew what Myra’s reply would be. But for her son’s wellbeing, for Brave’s sake, she had to try, at least tell Myra about what Greg said. Maybe she will change her mind after listening to her heartfelt pleas.

Clearing her throat, she started again, "I know how you feel, dear. I don’t want to force you to do anything, trust me. I am not calling you to talk about the mate bond but Brave, he needs you. I mean, he needs your presence. He has been unconscious since that night and showing no signs of waking up. But after doing some tests, Dr. Andrew told us that he responded when Greg played a video with your voice in it. I know it is a lot to ask of you, who has suffered a lot but I don’t want to give up before trying." At the end of her words, her voice choked.

Myra bit her lower lips, she has never heard Sara’s talk like that. The tremor in that made her heart sink. Sara has been elegant and well spoken, never the one to falter. She was just about to give in but a voice inside her head stopped her in time.

’No, you shouldn’t concede, Myra. Think about your family, think about yourself first. What if you go there and someone tries to kidnap or assault you again. You escaped once but next time, maybe you won’t be that lucky. You might end up dead if you go back to Kimberg. Don’t give in.’

Myra hardened her resolve, she clenched her phone tightly, ’I can’t crumble right now. Otherwise, all my hard work and convincing to move to Esteria will be for nothing.’

Taking a deep and long breath, she uttered, "Sara, I feel really bad for Brave. I really do. I sympathize with your and your family’s situation fully but~ .... I cannot do that. I just cannot. Please~ I don’t want to go to Kimberg."

There were a few seconds of silence and neither of them uttered or even breathed a word.

After a pause, sound of Sara’s sigh echoed on the phone as she said, "Okay, I understand. But can you do me a favor?"

"I cannot promise. Please, tell me what it is about," Myra was still on guard.

"Can you just talk to Brave? I won’t ask for anything else," Sara stated.

Myra hesitated, "Isn’t he unconscious?"

"Yes, he is. But your voice, can make a great impact for his awakening," Sara murmured.

Myra was taken aback by her request. She pursed her lips, contemplated for a while and then gave up. "Okay~ I can do this much," she said, her voice came out soft.

"Re~ Really? Will you do that?" there was a chirpiness in Sara’s voice suddenly.

"Yes, Sara. I will talk to Brave. This is the least I could do," Myra muttered.

"Thank you so much Myra. It means a lot. I cannot tell you how grateful I am that you agreed. Whenever you are free, you can tell me. I will visit Brave and give you a call then," Sara couldn’t stop showing gratitude towards Myra. She was hopeful, that her son might wake up soon. Her eyes became slightly moist.

"No need for that. You took care of me when I was staying at your home. It is only right that I repay your favor," Myra words were formal and distant.

"By no means, it was a favor. As I have said before, you will always be like my daughter to me," Sara stated firmly.

Myra didn’t comment anything on it and just said, "I will give you a call when I am ready. I have something to do right now, Sara. So, I will be~"

"Oh~ ok, no problem, just give me a call beforehand. Bye," Sara said her voice didn’t sound offended at all. And the call disconnected.

Myra stared at her phone for a few minutes, ’Is this the right thing to do? Or have I gotten myself into something troublesome?’ She sighed heavily.

"Sis, mom and dad are calling us downstairs," Wendy’s voice erupted from outside her room.

"Coming ... Wendy," Myra replied. She shook her head, kept her phone aside and headed downstairs with her sister.

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At the Everests mansion, Sara got out of her room and went straight to Noah. She wanted to tell him about her conversation with Myra. That she had agreed to have a talk with their son. She was in a good mood after a long while.

Dion wanted to talk about something with her. But when he came across his mother, he could see that Sara was visibly relaxed and cheerful. She hasn’t seen her like this since Brave’s incident.

He asked, "Mother, you seem happy? Did something good happened?"

When Sara saw Dion she smiled and told him, "Yes, I got a great news."

"What is it? Is it something related to Brave’s condition?" he questioned, with a curious look.

"Ohh~ is it that obvious? Yes, I just had a talk with Myra," Sara spoke.

Dion’s step halted midway.

Sara turned around and looked at him, asking, "What happened, Dio?"

His eyes were wide with shock. He wasn’t expecting that, "Mother and Myra had a talk? Is she~ has Myra agreed to come and help Brave?"

Sara shook her head and replied, "No, but she agreed to call and talk to Brave."

"Really?" Dion raised his eyebrows. "Has she? This is~ this is great news. Surely a great news."

"Absolutely. By the way, why did you come to seek me?" Sara inquired.

"Ahhhh~ it is nothing. You should go and tell this news to father, hurry," Dion encouraged Sara to go and she went away in excitement.

’I feel like a jerk for having this feeling. But I feel jealousy towards Brave and Raw. I know there is no connection between them because she is our fated mate but~" Drey murmured inside Dion’s head.

Dion pressed his lips together and replied, ’It is just because Myra is kind. And if it helps Brave, then why not. The fact that she is our mate and not Brave’s. I don’t see any problem with that." He said this but could help feel a bit bitter in his heart.

Dispersing such thoughts, he mind linked Yona, "Yona, come to my room, now. I need to speak with you."

Yona who was in her shared room heard his voice and a creepy smile formed on her lips. Dion hasn’t called for her for quite a while. The whole household was busy and so was Dion with office works and the nights, he didn’t spend them at the pack house.

She was in her maid uniform and was in the middle of changing but when she heard Dion’s orders, she put her clothes back in place and went to the mirror to tidy herself up.

Her roommate looked at her and asked, "What happened? Why are you wearing your uniform again, Yona? You aren’t even on night duty."

Yona gazed at her, gave her roommate a death stare and changed her expression. She was now giving her a friendly smile and said, "I suddenly remembered, I haven’t finished some housework."

To Be Continued . . . . . . . .