Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152: Did You Hire Those Men?

(Alaric’s POV)

I dashed inside the woodland, my heart racing a mile a minute. Myra’s overwhelming scent coming from the forest, a girl’s agonizingly painful scream was making my heart palpitate achingly. I was feeling anxious but don’t know the reason behind it.

I brushed that feeling off thinking it was Alex and not me, ’Like how can it be me. I didn’t even like her.’ But the thought of happening something unspeakable to heart was tearing my wolf apart.

The cab driver’s pleading words remained in my head. If that middle-aged human’s condition was so severe, then what about Myra. The people who were after her what were they chasing her for. It was definitely not a coincidence. I could tell that, it was planned.

The smell of foreign werewolves was mingled with Myra’s annoyingly soothing scent which made my eyes turn darker, ’I need to find her.’ Alex too was getting antsy inside me, ready to jump any minute.

I was running and chasing and sprinting but the smell was everywhere so it was getting difficult for me to recognize where it was coming from.

Calming my nervousness, I halted my steps for a moment, closed my eyes and focused on the sound rather than her fresh scent. The scent had spread everywhere.

A faint voice of someone conversing at some distance could be heard. I promptly dashed towards the source. As I got closer, I could hear Myra’s shaky voice as another shrieking sound was heard. My fists were clenched unconsciously as the tingling in my heart intensified.

I was just about twenty meters apart from the scene when all of a sudden, my movements ceased on its own.

I was stuck in one place as if someone had casted a magical spell on me. My left foot was slightly above the ground but I could not move, even my eyes weren’t moving.

It was odd. I observed my surroundings and not just only me, but everything was still as if time had stopped. The falling rain, the leaves, flying birds, almost everything was frozen with time. I tried to free myself but failed. It was making me irritated.

I need to reach Myra but this damn magic was frustratingly binding me.

So, I decided to use my special ability to counter this situation but still, nothing happened. My entire body was still in that awkward position.

I looked ahead and could see a bulky body of a male wolf lying on the ground, his face down. A thin pair of legs were beneath him. Alex shouted inside me, ’It is her, Alaric. That’s mate. I will kill whosoever touched my Myra. I will tear that shit apart."

He was cussing and growling in anger.

My eyes were fixated on her and to our astonishment, those frail legs could move. They were wriggling and wrestling but how was it even possible. I can’t even blink and she was moving freely, unbothered by that magic.

My attention shifted to the girl, who crawled from beneath that man and picked something up. It was clearly Myra her grunting voice echoed as she struggled in pain.

When she got up, I saw her limping. Her current condition which horrified me as well as riled me up to the core.

She was in her bra, the cuts and blood on her fragile figure was heartbreaking and angering me. Alex roared inside me. He was eager to break free but as we were trapped he couldn’t.

But what we saw next, was what we didn’t expect. Myra knelt before that werewolf and stabbed his chest with powerful strike.

She stabbed him continuously, without missing a beat as she screamed, her voice was heart rending, the pain and suffering in it was evident, "No One Can Touch Me. Noo .... One .... I will not let anyone ruin me. No bloody human or wolf or anything will ruin me." She wailed a battle cry and screeched. I could feel something shattering inside me as if my heart was about to burst.

I could clearly see her hands which were shaking violently but they were tightly gripping the weapon. Her blood painted hands, her tattered state, was making me feel helpless. Just like how I felt when Brave tried to take his own life.

I was not shocked to see her outrage but what surprised me, that a simple human like her had taken down a gigantic wolf on her own. Her aura, her roar, the intensity in that was wild.

I came back from my thoughts when Myra started laughing. I was bewildered by her reaction. She got up, raised her hand in the air and mumbled something and collapsed to the ground with a loud thud.

The minute she fainted, time started flowing again.

Without wasting any time, I rushed towards her and saw her jarringly half naked state.

Her face was pale, hair messy and tangled, her body was full of small injuries, her hands still tightly clutching that dagger.

Taking my shirt off, I covered her upper body and picked her up in my arms.

At one glance, I could tell her physical injuries weren’t life threatening but it still didn’t assure my storming wolf and my heart.

I mind linked the Janet Quinton, "Come to the forest area on the way to the airport. There are bodies of two unidentified werewolves. And keep this information a secret."

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