Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 31

The car ride continued in silence as we approached the Storm Manor. It was the last place I wanted to be right now, but hey... anything for Zeke and Kyle, right? The tension in the car after Marley had said those words were palpable, and this was because Zeke couldn't bring himself to say any other word. Not even a 'thank you for supporting me' escaped his plump lips. It all ended on an awkward note and I couldn't help but feel the weight of the situation on my shoulders. I was in the middle of all these no matter how I try to deny it. The pack's future was uncertain, and the burden of secrets was heavy on me too. Very soon, all connections will point to me as the perpetrator. If it gets to me, I will waste no time in pointing Marley out.

Soon, Reid drove skillfully into the manor. I never had to look at the manor from inside a car properly. This time, I didn't have to wait for the gates to be open, because it opened on its own accord as the car glided in until it got to the house I was allowed to live in. Yes, allowed to live in.

Speaking of living in houses, I haven't visited the cottage since last week. It must be dusty and smelly.

The familiar scent of pines and wood mixed with our natural scents as we entered the manor. The pack house was designed expertly for this. The forest was close by

if we ever needed a run or hunt. Even though it was private property, it led somewhere. I can't believe I didn't see it all along. There is a different feeling to it when coming down from one of the Storm's cars. The place felt different without Alpha Storm's presence. It was as if the walls themselves mourned his loss. If he was here right now, he would be sitting right... there. I turned to the patio expecting to see Alpha storm basking under the mild sunlight, sipping coffee and reading a book.

When I'd pass to throw a trash bag, he would raise his head and place his ice gaze briefly on me. Then I would become overwhelmed, lower my eyes and hurry to finish my business outside. Would I miss those ice eyes and gaunt face that displayed how irritated he was by my omega presence? No, I won't.

But the boys will miss his presence. The kitchen staff were outside alongside the rest of the staff who worked for the Alpha were ready to take the burden of carrying him into the house. "Where are they taking him to?" I surely hoped they weren't about to take the dead and injured Alpha into the house.

Marley sighed. Probably frustrated by my pattern of thinking. "To the infirmary. There, the pack doctors will check him and replace out the cause of his death. It's just formality."

Hm. I turned to study her grim face. Heavens knew that I hated how we resembled each other. Our eyes were both like cunning cats, our lips... Her blue eyes darted here and there. Marley's hidden motives still puzzled me. Why did she orchestrate the Alpha's death? What was her endgame? There were too many questions swirling in my mind, and the answers seemed to elude me. "If it's just formality, everyone saw what the blood moon pack did to him. Will that be good for you?" She knew what I was talking about. I smirked when she wrapped her gray coat around her and dug her hands inside its pockets. She was nervous.

"Naya, I am not in the mood for your shenanigans. We are both going to be very busy come evening. You might want to take a nap before then." With that, she walked off, accepting the consolation looks the staff gave her. To them, she had just lost her mate. Although my mother killed the Alpha, I can see what his absence for a few hours was doing to her. She seemed physically tired in almost everything.

The staff working for the storm manor simply consisted of hunters and wolves who wanted to make their lives better than the average wolf. They were thoroughly selected and screened out the moment there was a problem. It made them few yet reliable and efficient. With good pay of course.

I studied Zeke closely, his emotions hidden behind a stoic expression. I wanted to see him cry or laugh or show something at least. He didn't have to contain the burden alone! He was burdened with the weight of losing his father and Aloha at such an early age and of being an Alpha, but he wasn't the only one facing challenges. I lost both my parents at a young age, came home one day to meet the one I thought had abandoned me. She gave me a new hell of a life.

The one I am currently in.

We had just entered the manor when it got busy. A group of men in white coats- doctors of course, rushed into the Alpha's suit. I guessed that's where the infirmary was. Or not because they came rushing down after Marley was on their heels. I was sure she didn't want them to replace out the knife was stuck to the Alpha's side by her.

They wouldn't believe it was her anyway.

They all spoke in hushed tones as they entered a hall I had never seen before. I turned swiftly to crash into a hard brick. My bandaged arms hit strong abs, causing me to fall and yell out in pain. My crutches scattered everywhere and I raised my eyes to see Kyle looking down on me with his lips curled up in disgust.

"Don't ever get in my way again." He simply warned, leaving me on the floor to gather myself.

I sniffled back my tears as I dragged my lower body to where my crutches lay. I thought we were past this harsh relationship. He was doing that again. The evil he did when I resumed Wolf cove academy. Always placing his leg where I would pass through so that he would get the joy of me planting my face to the floor. So sadistic.

Something tapped me from behind. I shifted my weight to the other side so that I could see what it was. It was Zeke holding one of my crutches with an amused tint in his eyes. Does my pain make him happy? This was the first emotion I have seen in his eyes. It was subtle, but it was there. I knew me being in pain made him happy.

Why do I feel giddy at the sight of his amused eyes? Jeez, Naya, are you getting sucked into a toxic relationship? It was endless as I wanted him to take me right here like we were animals. We were wolves and weren't afraid of our nakedness. It was our human side that gave us the sense of decency. Besides who would want to see someone like Reid f*****g out the brains of his wife on his porch early in the morning?

No f*****g decency.

"You keep causing trouble Naya. Stay clear of our way." He said, moving to pick the other crutch. Wait a minute, why is he picking my crutches? He should know by now that I don't trust him one bit when he does a single kind favor. The last time he did, I was at the receiving end of his anger and kindness. He paused before handing it to me. He was thinking about something. "Kyle is in a bad mood."

"Yeah, no shit." I muttered under my breath. How much more does he need to prove to me that he was in a bad mood? So, yeah, no s**t.

A ghostly smile lifted his lips and he leaned closer to where I lay sprawled like a f*****g slut. "Kyle being in a bad mood also means he is in a blue ball stage. You don't want to cross his path, especially when you are smelling this sweet."

Shut, s**t, s**t. The Scentless spray! Kyle still had it! I need to cover my scent. I could only imagine how everyone reacted when I came closer- Reid, Marley, Renée. Goodness! How had they prepared their nostrils against my scent? Renée said I smelled rotten. Why me? Why do I have to be the first to go into heat because I am an omega? Renee already has an experience with these things so she must have collected the Scentless spray from a probably miserable omega so that she would do her job without any mateless wolf desiring to f**k her into oblivion. I had a feeling that Zeke wasn't just talking about his horny brother, but himself.