(Author’s POV)
While changing her clothes, Myra felt a bit better, her fuzzy mind clearing up bit by bit. Out of nowhere, a vision flashed in front of her, ’Wait, wh-what was that I just rembered?’ Her whole face changed into a deep shade of red.
Her mind was full of hazy image of soone sucking on her lips urgently and giving her oxygen, the wild and wet sensation still lingering on her skin.
She couldn’t rember who it was because of the blurriness, but few things Myra was sure about were that the person was naked, which all the brothers were, ’Soooooo, that ans it wasn’t Nora.’
And another thing she noticed was that whosoever provided her artificial respiration wasn’t just saving her but savoring her lips as well. The attempt was very needy and desperate and anxious. There was so kinda urgency in it.
Nora didn’t notice her scarlet tinged face and said, "I’ll get so water and so ds for you. You rest on my bed for now. I’ll change the bedding of yours, that one is too wet to lie down" saying this, she walked out and saw Elio standing outside alone.
’TOO WET’ Myra’s face changed to beetroot red by these words, her body firing up instantly.
"Elio, what are you standing here for? If you want to check on Ra-ra, she has changed her clothes. You can go see her, check on her if she’s okay, hmmm" Nora patted on his back, "You did well, thank you for saving her in ti" and walked off.
Slowly but steadily, Elio made his way inside the tent and saw Myra whose hands were on her cheeks. "Why aren’t you resting?" Elio complained.
Myra, caught off guard, turned around in Elio’s direction and that’s when Elio saw her face and ears which seed to be on fire. With hurried steps he ca closer to her, so close that Myra held her breath.
Without any hesitation, Elio held the back of her head firmly and the small of her back with his hands to steady her. He then touched Myra’s forehead with his, feeling her temperature in an intimate gesture.
Myra thought otherwise and closed her eyes shut tightly, sealing her lips, suffocating herself by not respirating.
They were just a centiter apart, Elio’s breath fanning in on Myra’s hottened face.
Events of the night when she and Elio kissed in her room rerged combining with the person who gave her mouth to mouth resuscitation. The coziness of the tent shifted into sothing constraining for Myra.
Elio exclaid loudly, "MYRA, you are burning up" and without saying anything further with a swift movent, he carried her in his arms and laid her down on Nora’s bed, with extre gentleness. Then he covered her body and sat beside Myra on the tiny bed and held her hands like they were lovers. He wanted to pass on his warmness to her.
Myra coughed at what Elio did and blurred, "Nora has gone to bring dicine, I’ll be fine" and tried to free her hand from his grasp but Elio didn’t let go, which was unlike him.
Elio was soone, who wouldn’t want others to feel uncomfortable with his actions and who would comply by others wishes and requests at all ti. But ever since he saw his two elder brothers’ unusual behavior, his own mind and his wolf, both were restless.
One held her Myra princess style in his arms and another shoved Elio to perform mouth to mouth on Myra. The desperation on Alaric’s face didn’t go unnoticed by him. And later on the way Dion ca out of the tent and ran off to the forest, he knew sothing was brewing. After all, Dion was a famous womanizer and Myra was an alluring person. It was normal that Dion was attracted to her.
For the first ti in Elio’s twenty years of life, he and his wolf both were chard by a female, which was rare phenonon. He has never felt anything like that with any she-wolf or other specie, so he considered Myra very special and his heart was dead set on her, despite her being a human.
But from the past few days, Myra’s avoidance and his brothers’ actions were making him worry. The feeling of sothing slipping away was squeezing his heart.
Not being able to control himself, he asked, "Why have you been avoiding lately? Have I done sothing wrong? Have I upset you in so way?"
The straightforwardness in his voice made Myra speechless for a few seconds, her lips forming a thin line.
Feigning nonchalance, she said with a straight face, "Why will I avoid you?" She knew Elio wasn’t a bad person but his words "MATE" and the thought of him involved in that pathetic prank wasn’t sothing she could easily forget or digest. "I have just been tired a lot lately, must have been because of my injury. So,~"
Elio cut her off mid-sentence, "Don’t lie to , Myra. I know there is sothing you are hiding, sothing’s bothering you. Tell ; tell so that I can help you."
Myra gave him a slight smile, "You are truly Nora’s twin, haha. She said the exact sa thing." She didn’t want to continue the topic anymore, so she muttered, "You never once ntioned you were currently studying at Kingsterdom."
Elio humd guiltily, averting his gaze, "I told to you it was supposed to be a~"
"Ahhaa, right, a surprise, I forgot. Such a la excuse" Myra shrugged at his words, she mumbled her last sentence. ’He just didn’t found worthy enough to tell even the basic thing about his personal life.’
After this conversation, neither of them said anything for a few minutes, the atmosphere turning awkward.
Breaking the silence, Elio voiced in a hushed and deep tone, "Myra, you know, whatever happened between us. I was serious and am still serious about it. Every word I enunciated about liking you is true. Please give a chance to prove myself."
Myra’s beca conflicted at his words, and spat with gritted teeth, "If you really would have liked , you wouldn’t have~" but before she could complete her sentence Nora ca inside, "I’m back. Ra-ra, I brought you so porridge as well. Have it first."
Taking her chance, holding the words in her mouth, Myra withdrew her hand hurriedly, "Thank you Nor."
Nora smiled at her and then turned to look at Elio who was now standing, "Is she ok?"
Elio reassured, "She has a slight fever. Make sure she eats and takes so fever reducer. I’ll check on her after an hour."
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Alaric was lying down near the river, looking up at the beautiful, scenic starry sky. His brain was buzzing with Myra’s soft lips and her flowery scent. His eyes were still glowing.
He was bewildered by his own gestures, he knew he hated Myra, but then he jumped and rescued her. He even pushed his youngest brother and kissed her. He was pulling his hair repeatedly, ’Arghh, why did I do it? She’s nothing to . So why?’
Alex butted in, ’But why did you felt anxious at the sight of her struggling, hmm tell . You can lie to , but you can’t lie to yourself. If you know, you know’
To Be Continued . . . . . . . .
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