Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 53

Kyle Storm

Naya Cod... I can't trust her. Neither can I trust her mother. I eyed the bodies of the crowd that surrounded her. It would be tough to get to her without gaining attention. They would all clear the path, including her, which would bring up the question. Why the hell is the Alpha here? This could mean that I need my cloak. It was the cloak dad used for his out-of-pack meetings when he didn't want anyone to recognize him and create a ruckus.

Yeah, I found it in his office and officially made it mine. Maybe I would share with Zeke. It was big enough, and its dull color of black helped it blend in. Immediately, I turned back to get the coat. Halfway through the entrance halls, I found Dr. Ali closing the infirmary door behind him while speaking on the phone. He had a frown on his face, and I could only imagine what he was saying. He seemed angry.

I changed paths. "Dr. Ali." I c****d an eyebrow when he quickly hung up before I got to him. "Am I that much of a nuisance that you had to end the call?"

He bowed nervously. Seeing as we had spoken before and he was much calmer, I suspected who it was on the phone. "No."

I placed both hands in my pocket. "Alright, tell me who it was on the phone."

Dr. Ali cleared his throat, his expression mixing unease with reluctance. "It's... it's not something I can discuss, Kyle."

I raised an eyebrow, my lips curling into a half-smile. He was lying to me. If I demanded to know who it was, he had to tell me. "Oh, come on, Dr. Ali. You can't just drop a bomb like that and not expect me to be curious. Was it your mate?" He better remember the last time he used Naya to escape my probing questions. Not this time. Everyone was a suspect to me.

His eyes darted around for a moment before he let out a sigh. "Alright, fine. It was the Z Patrol team."

Hm. The Z patrol team was in charge of our middle territory, miles away from the Blood Moon pack. Matters concerning borders were directly reported to the Alpha. Well, now that the Alpha was dead and the chosen Alpha was fighting for his life, it made me the free and alive Alpha. It also made me qualified to hear this news. Besides that, I was scary in a way. Or I made myself to be. The words traveled really fast. I won't blame the staff and elders at the table the other day. I should remind my brother about emptying out the room before meeting at the table.

It would ensure no spies. What could the Z patrol team want with the Pack doctor? I don't like their secret calls. I pretended to look shocked. "Z Patrol team? What would they be talking to you about in such a secretive manner?" He has only made me intrigued now. Dr. Ali hesitated, his gaze locked onto the floor. "It's... pack business. You know how it is. I should report this to your brother when he becomes Alpha."

So he sees me as the joke of the pack too? Maybe I should show him the side I showed Elder Freya at the table. I took a step closer, my voice dropping to a more serious tone. "Look, Dr. Ali, I respect you and everything you do for the pack. But if something is going on, especially something that involves the territory, I need to know."

He sighed again, his shoulders slumping slightly. "It's about the beta, Kyle. We found him injured at the border, and he's been in bad shape. We've been taking care of him in secret." What?

What the hell? Beta Brooke, who was sent on a secret mission by my dad, had been attacked. I have often asked about Beta Brooke and was given one reply: 'He will be back soon.' Brooke has gone crazy over her father and won't let me rest. Beta Brooke was sent on a secret mission and refused to return. Now I hear from the pack doctor that he has been injured. There were so many things I wanted to know. I nodded, absorbing the information. "I have three questions for you. How bad is he?" He knew better than to refuse to reply. He has already committed an offense by keeping the news away from us. Alpha or not.

Dr. Ali looked up, concern etched in his features. "Pretty bad. We're doing everything we can to help him recover, but it's going to take time."

I leaned against the wall, my mind racing. "Has anyone else been informed? Like Naya or Marley?"

He shook his head. "No, not yet. We wanted to make sure he was stable before involving anyone else."

I crossed my arms, narrowing my eyes at him. "How long have you been doing this without letting us know?"

He rubbed his hands together. "Today. I received the call this morning. I was called now because his condition has just worsened and they need me to come in person. They trust me not to tell anyone until the beta has recovered."

I grinned mischievously. "And I just happened to hear this secret news! Aren't I a genius, Dr. Ali?" I was sure he could see the anger in my eyes. I wasn't planning to hide it. "You know how important it is to keep our Alpha informed about pack matters. We need to know what's going on."

He nodded, his expression serious. "I understand, Kyle. But we wanted to be cautious, especially considering the circumstances."

"How cautious could you be?" I asked myself more. My father was cautious, and he ended up being killed by someone in the pack. A person let the blood moon pack minions into the pack, who in turn led its Alpha here.

"Huh?"

I scoffed. Their Alpha was the brown wolf. Mr. Diego. The same man I thought Naya was involved with. I folded my fist to calm myself down. Speaking of Naya, she has been awfully quiet about Mr. Diego these days. I needed to see her. A sigh escaped my lips as I ran a hand through my hair. "Alright, I get it. But you shouldn't have hidden the truth."

Dr. Ali's shoulders tensed, and I could tell he was feeling the weight of the situation. "I know, I shouldn't have. I just... needed some time to assess the situation."

"And you have taken too long. The fight will be over soon." I said over the cheering and hooting of the crowd outside. I gave him a knowing look. "The last thing I need is any secrets festering within the pack. Don't tell anyone."

He tilted his head, his expression more confused this time. "But you said..."

I knew I had been going on and on about secrets and whatnot. I even stressed the fact that he shouldn't hide anything from me and my brother. Not this one. My brother has enough on his plate already. He could snap and use the Pack Doctor as a scapegoat for his power on his first day. I was doing the pack doctor a favor. No, scratch that. I was doing both my brother and the pack doctor a favor. With this thought, I tapped him on the shoulder, offering his confused face a reassuring smile. "Good. Just remember, we're all in this together." I began to walk away.

"In what together?" He yelled after me.

Turning, I gave him a playful wink. "Don't spill the beans. And next time, don't hang up so quickly when I catch you on the phone." He should get the hint now.

"I'll keep that in mind." He simply replied as I walked through the halls to get my cloak, leaving Dr. Ali to deal with the task at hand. As I made my way back to my room, I couldn't shake off the sense of unease that had settled within me. The discovery of the injured Beta, the secrecy surrounding it, and the implications it might have for the pack-all of it weighed heavily on my mind.

I never knew being responsible was this hard. I preferred it when I woke up in Brooke's warmth after a long night of s*x. Now, I didn't feel like doing that very much. The moment I tried to hide and pretend everything was okay, it eventually caught up to me. I managed to get through the crowd of sweaty bodies whose eyes were glued to the fight on the podium. My brother was gaining the upper hand, of course. I don't need to mind him. I eventually got to Naya through my itching nose. Jeez, I better stop her from spraying more of that bottle in the house. When did I start getting an allergy to this particular spray? It made me suspect the reason why.