Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 292

Chapter 292: What’s Your Name?

(Elio’s POV)

’I guess you won’t be able to fulfil your promise to Nora this time, Eli,’ Leo remarked, exhaling an exhaustion filled sigh. He and I were the same in this aspect: both introverted and didn’t like socializing much. We were into tranquil, deep conversations, more than shallow, grandstanding and self centered talks.

’I don’t think there is someone with whom we can have a ’normal’ conversation here. I don’t want to indulge in tiresome discussions.’ I replied, looking at brother Brave, who was surrounded by top business delegates. ’If I go to him now, I will be wrapped up in those chats too. So, let’s just go and find brother Dion for now,’ I replied. As I was walking away, my eyes wandered over to the catering station.

A girl in a flaxen colored dress caught my attention. Of course, not in any indecent or inappropriate way. She looked too innocent, too out of place to be at such kind of event. Unbothered by the people around her, she was relishing a plate of what seemed to be an apple pie, I suppose. Her mouth was stuffed with it, and a look of pure, unadulterated joy was quite evident on her face. I couldn’t help but chuckle at her reactions. She looked like a squirrel.

And for some weird reason, I felt like I had seen her somewhere before. But I can’t remember where. She piqued not just my but my wolf’s interest as well. So, I decided, if I had to fulfil my promise to my twinnie, Nor, and have to make a new friend regardless, why not approach someone like her? At least, I won’t feel exhausted or bored.

As I moved forward in her direction, quite a few people tried to get close to me or speak to me, but I gave them no heed. I just politely bowed and kept on striding forward.

She was in the middle of sipping her fruit juice when I got beside her. With a curious look on my face, I asked, "Is the pie that delicious?"

My all of a sudden interruption totally blindsided her. As she looked at me, her doe shaped eyes widened, and she couldn’t help but start coughing a bit too violently. I became concerned and gently patted her back out of habit, "Easy there. Relax."

After a few more seconds, she eased a bit, and her coughing stopped. Then, she again gazed at me, her face was red. I felt guilty for surprising her like that. But I am really bad at socializing, so I had a really hard time starting a conversation.

Nevertheless, I was quick to apologize for my mistake, "I am really sorry, Miss. I shouldn’t have done that."

She didn’t give me any reply, just kept on gazing at my face with her mouth wide open. Her shocking expression not going away. She was like an open book. I once again apologized and asked her, "Are you alright?"

As if this time, my words brought her back to reality. She straightened her back, blinked at me and then calmly said, "I am alright. I was just caught a little off guard, sir. What did you ask me again?" Her voice was melodious and a bit childlike.

I scratched the back of my neck and said, "You are really someone who enjoys their food, hmm? Seeing you eat the pie so wholesomely. I wanted to have some too."

Her face turned crimson, and a look of embarrassment flushed her face. She bit her lips and was probably thinking about how to give me a reply. Leo, inside me, commented, ’Why are you embarrassing the girl with your words, Eli? One time was enough. Why did you say it twice? Now say something else, before she runs away. We need to make a new friend today.’

Clearing my throat, I changed the topic, "By the way, my name is not ’sir.’ I am Elio, Elio Everests," Saying this, I extended my right hand.

She cleared her throat as well, then kept the plate aside and dusted her hands with her dress, not bothering if the dress would get the crumbles or a syrupy texture on it.

With a radiant, sunshine like smile, she shook my hand back and said, "I know. I saw you on the stage, si~r ...... I mean Mr. Everests."

"Just Elio would be fine. Don’t make me sound so old and stoic, please," I stated in a matter of factly tone.

"That wouldn’t be appropriate, I guess,’ she said, making me confused. As I countered her, "And why is that? Why isn’t it appropriate?"

She was once again lost for words. In a very small voice, she said, "I just thought~ ... it wouldn’t be respectful to call you by your name."

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