Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173: Whose Voice Is That?

(Author’s POV)

Elio’s casual praise was enough to light a fire inside Lana Swiss’s heart. Her sable brown eyes gleamed at his remark.

She could feel his light but refreshing cologne wafting near her nostrils. Her mind was getting fuzzy. Too much for happening for her to process. She was drooling over him in her thoughts, ’HE PRAISED ME? Me .... And how can such a perfect person exit? I know he is not an ordinary person but a werewolf but gosh ...... he is heavenly. Even the scent he is emitting is delectable.’

"Lana, you can let go of me now," Elio spoke but Lana was having pretty romantic and vulgar thoughts blooming inside her mind. She was completely out of the zone. As if his scent was entrapping him. Her face was now tomato red as she was cooking some indescribable things in her mind.

Elio frowned and looked at Lana and asked, "Lana .... Lana?" When he noticed her reddened face, he asked, "Are you alright?" He pulled his hand a bit forcefully from her grip.

Lana snapped out of her reverie and quickly released what she was doing unknowingly. She got up in a hurry and bowed her head repeatedly to apologize, "Young Alpha Elio, I am deeply sorry."

Elio asked again, "Your face .... it is red. Are you running down a fever?" He was completely oblivious of her intentions.

When Elio pointed it out so blatantly, Lana blushed even more, but this time with embarrassment. She fumbled with her words nervously, "I~ ... I, I, maybe a little." She could not tell the real reason behind her condition.

"This is not good. Let me check," Elio got up and walked over at some distance. He picked up the first aid kit from the cabinet and walked back towards a flustered Lana, "Sit down, Lana."

Lana obediently followed his instructions and sat back quietly. Her face didn’t tone down. She lowered her face in embarrassment, avoiding any eye contact from Elio. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Elio stated, "If you won’t look up, how am I going to take your temperature. Look at me."

For him it was just a statement, but from Lana’s point of view he was making it worse. Each and every word that came out of his mouth was making her breathless as well as bashful. But nevertheless, she followed his words and looked up, but still avoiding his penetrating gaze.

To Elio, he was just treating her as a patient. After all, she was a staff who was hired to take care of his brother. He traced her temperature from her forehead, "Ummm .... You do have slight fever. Lana, take a rest. I will take care of things here."

"No, young Alpha Elio, not at all. I can’t let you do it. This is not right. I am totally fine. It is just~," Lana didn’t wanted to leave as she was cut off by Elio’s stern words.

"Lana Swiss, it is an order. You go to your room and I will ask someone to deliver fever reducer to you," his voice was not loud but clear.

Lana pursed her lips in a thin line. She nodded with her head down, "Okay, young Alpha. Then, I will just take a short nap and resume my duty." She didn’t let me say anything and made her exit.

Elio sighed and shook his head.

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The night was dark and dreary as the rain had started picking up in Kimberg.

Every rain drop, was like a background music to Dion’s ears as it landed on the river and the porch which was attached to his secret place.

The house was his salvation, his peace. A place to keep his mind calm. A total contrast from his usual chaotic life. None of his flings or his girlfriend’s had ever stepped inside his house. That was his sacred heaven.

But the time when he brought Myra to that place, it didn’t irk him or made him uncomfortable. The time he spent with her there was brief but memorable for him as well as his wolf, Drey.

That divine kiss, her pure, damp and luscious lips, her tongue which was intervened with his as she cried in his embrace.

At that time, he wasn’t aware that she was his fated mate. But still, he could feel the special connection between them. He has been with many women but he has never felt anything other than physical attractiveness.

But that wasn’t the case with Myra Miracle. Yes, she was physically attractive, her mind, her soul, her everything, he was getting obsessed with her.

Her radiant smile, the way she said his name, even her tears were so beautiful to him. Not being able to see her in person was driving him crazy. Her fruity, flower cologne, he was missing it.

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