(Author's POV)
On the other side, Alaric was warning Brave about Myra's cheap and pathetic tricks.
"Brave, I know you are not interested in it and don't care but let me tell you this, that human isn't someone we should take lightly. She is as venomous as a poisonous snake, trying to seduce us and break all of us apart. That's what these humans actually do, it's in their nature" Alaric eyes glowed with anger as he uttered these words.
Brave, as Alaric said, really wasn't much interested in Myra or you could say he wasn't interested in anyone at all. Alaric kept on rambling about how conceited Myra was, "I have seen through her act, she befriended Nora because she is an Everests and now wants to cozy up to us, bullshit. Like I will let it happen."
Brave looked at Alaric curiously as the latter was behaving like a beast on rampage. All of the Everests knew about Alaric's hate for humans, but right now, Alaric words made Brave realize that he really loathed Myra to the gut and that too without a valid reasoning. He shook his head, as he said in a low voice, "You know that's not true, Al."
Alaric took his words as otherwise, "You are also siding with that thing now. After what I have told you so far, see how she has captivated you as well" he looked at Brave with eyes filled with disappointment. His aloof brother was taking that peasant's side, he was seething with anger.
Brave only sighed in return and didn't comment any further knowing that his twin brother wouldn't listen to anything he would say, so why say anything. After all, whatever you try to convey, if the other person doesn't have the will to understand then, what's the point?
Brave closed his eyes and tuned Alaric out completely from his senses, his mind wandering somewhere else.
Though, he hasn't had any kind of conversation with Myra, the first reaction, when he saw her walking through the dining room with that slender and petite human figure of hers was somewhat spell bounding. Out of all the siblings', his sense of smell was the best.
Myra's mesmerizing odor floated through the air and around him, giving him literal goosebumps. For a second or two, he stopped what he was doing and capture in that delicious and crazy fragrance. After a very long time, he has felt something like that. He somehow composed himself, got his act together and thought that his subconsciousness must be playing with him.
But every now and then, when he came near Myra his heart rate increased mysteriously, Also, something unexpected happened with him. His wolf, Raw, Brave felt his wolf's presence for the first time in one and a half years. From the moment, his connection broke with Hannah, his wolf drifted into a deep sleep, disappearing somewhere, which made him miserable even more.
Also, when Brave saw, Myra lying on the bed, injured, he felt suffocated, his heart clenched, he felt a tight knot in his stomach. He thought, Alaric is right about her in some ways, she really isn't an ordinary human being. There's something about her that draws him towards Myra.
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Just like that, the day of the party arrived with Myra avoiding the Everests brothers, each and every one of them. She woke up early in the morning and performed her morning routine diligently, her foot was much better now thanks to all that rest, she didn't need a wheelchair now.
As she stepped out of her room, it was quite lively in the Everests mansion. The hustle and bustle continued as all the staff members were busy preparing for the gathering in the evening, assisting the professional designers. Nora came behind her, scurrying, "Ra-ra good morning, you look good today."
"Yeah, I am feeling better than before" Myra beamed at her.
As they entered the elevator, Nora pressed the top floor button; Myra looked at her in confusion. Nora understanding her puzzlement, explained, "Ahh, the ground floor is getting decorated for the upcoming party so we are having breakfast on the top floor."
"Okay" Myra shrugged her shoulders in understanding.
They reached to the top most floor in no time, as they step out of the elevator. Myra was stunned by the landscape designing of the terrace. At this point, whenever she stepped in any of Everests' owned place it was bound to be a sight to behold.
The breakfast was set up beside the pool; the place was a hub for enchanting gardening as it was brimming with different varieties of flowers and plants, beautiful butterflies dancing around them creating a scene just out of a movie, like a fairytale.
When they came close to the table, only Sara was seated there. Sara was grinning from ear to ear when she saw her two daughters coming. "Good morning, sun shines."
"Good Morning, Sara" "Morning, mum" the two girls greeted.
It was a lively ladies' only breakfast, they chatted comfortably as they finished up. Sara reminded them, "The outfits will be delivered to your room in the afternoon from Alana's. I want to see my girls shine brightly. See you in the party."
As Sara took her leave, Nora turned towards Myra confessing, "Ra-ra, I am so damn nervous."
Myra reassured her, "be confident Nor, you'll do well today, just be your usual self, everything will be fine."
Time passed by quickly and it was soon time for them to get ready. Myra wasn't in her room. When she came back, Myra saw two huge gift boxes tied up with sparkling ribbon on her bed. She looked here and there in confusion, scratching her forehead, "why are there two of them?"
Myra walked towards the lying boxes and unlatched one of them carefully. The first box had the dress she has selected for the party. 'That's understandable, but what's with the second one. Is this a some mistake or a prank?'
Myra contemplated for a bit, but in the end curiosity got the better of her and she unfastened it as well. What she found inside shocked her, her mouth gaped. She was flabbergasted.
The box contained the other red outfit, which she didn't try on. 'Is there some misunderstanding?'
Myra clearly loved that dress more than the other three, but didn't try it on because it was way too proactive and had a sexy vibe to it. Now when she saw that very piece of clothing in her room, she was tempted to try it on.
To Be Continued . . . . . . .