Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 8

Naya cod

Now all alone in the hallway, I darted my eyes here and there. I knew there was something watching me in the darkness, and it was pretending like it wasn't seeing me. We could play this game of hide-and-seek all night.

"For f**k's sake, Zeke. You are no different from your brother." One minute they were horny, the next they humiliated me. I was eager to get into their pants and have them humiliate me next. Note my sarcasm.

Something hot breezed past me, and I froze. It was the same thing that had been watching me all along. A hand touched my shoulders, and I nearly jumped out of my skin.

"Jesus, Naya. What are you doing in the hallway without anyone accompanying you?"

I sighed in relief when I saw it was Mr. Diego. "Zeke is in the restroom." I avoided his eyes. "I wasn't exactly alone." I couldn't tell him we were making out in the restroom. There is no way in hell I was going to tell a badass teacher such as Mr. Diego. He eyed me up and down in suspicion. "So where is he now?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. Probably still in there. Can we go, please?"

Mr. Diego sighed, dragging me along, and that creepy feeling never left me. "Come on. The halls aren't safe for you."

Even without the monsters, the halls were never safe. They were filled with daily drama for me alone. Nah, scratch that. I was the main character of that daily drama. A drama that didn't give me joy.

I was pushed back into the room with Kyle and Brooke. I could care less about my wet shirt. They were of no importance to me. However, I was genuinely happy when Renee chose to drape her scarf over me. Such thoughtfulness was something I would never forget.

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Flashback

"You should take this." Pa whispered in my ears as he draped a coat around me. I eyed his shivering form from the hood of my eyes. If he was this kind to Marley, why did she leave him?

"Why did Mom leave?" I asked him carefully. I knew it was a sensitive subject, yet I chose to ask him. I wanted to satisfy my curiosity because I was a selfish b***h who cared for only herself and no other person.

I thought he would get angry at me and probably lash out. Instead, he chuckled and a simple smile appeared at the side of his cheek. "We grew out of love."

"But she is coming back, isn't she?" My voice must have exposed my desperation, because then his smile vanished slowly.

"You have to be patient. When you grow older, everything will be explained to you." He pinched my cheeks with his wet hands, making me groan in annoyance.

I spent the rest of the day thinking about the nice scent of his coat around me and the fact that my mother would be coming home soon.

Presently

Now that I think about it, he never explained that she would come back for us. However, she did come back for me. A few weeks ago, Marley took me into the Storm mansion. It had been hell for me, and my only solace was the cottage Pa left for me. How dare he leave me to Marley and the Alpha? He was not someone I could disobey or act childishly toward.

One time, I ate something I wasn't supposed to. It made my stomach upset, and I couldn't get to the toilet in time. Hell, I didn't even know where the toilet was and entered a room I felt the toilet would be in.

I didn't see that there were fragments of a living person in there, and the living person was none other than Zeke Storm. You could picture the anger on his face when he came into his room to perceive the pungent smell from my rotten stomach. "Holy s**t, what smells so rotten in here? Kyle!" Zeke thundered while I froze midway. I was going to keep quiet until he left the room so that I could silently slip out of the house.

That was a great plan all in my head. It never actually materialized because Kyle replied negatively and asked him to check if his toilet was overflowing. Well, guess who he saw on his toilet seats?

Me.

"What the f**k, Brawn!" He yelled angrily.

Somehow, I have grown so accustomed to seeing his angry face that it no longer terrorizes me. It only hurt when he humiliated me in front of people.

His voice must have attracted Kyle, who came downstairs to peer into the smelly room. The smell originated from me. He seemed dressed and ready to go to a party. Date? A wicked smile was plastered on his face. He was always the amused one, and I could never predict his moves. When I thought I had it, he would change into another version of a monster.

But Zeke? Zeke was like a storm. He gets easily angered and easily calmed. Both guys were unpredictable, and I loved it, even though I would never admit it.

Even at gunpoint.

"Naya, you are crossing the line." He placed his fingers inside his nose as if to hinder the odor. Mind you, I was still on the toilet seat with my buttocks open for them to see. Two guys eyed me from where they stood without an ounce of shame.

I knew how red I looked at that moment. What could I tell them? Please shut the door to your toilet and allow me to finish. Nope. There is a consequence for everything, and the fact they allowed themselves to be in my disgusting space was okay. It was a two-way thing.

"Look, we know that you are desperate to be our sister, but when you do this, you make us hate you more. I need you to explain why the hell you are in Zeke's room taking a shit."

I scoffed, happy that I could even scoff in the first place. "It's my first time in this place. Couldn't you at least show some respect and let me finish. You are in my personal space."

Zeke shook his head. "Let us be the judge of that. Now. I want you to clean yourself up and get out of my room."

Why did I have to see his room first? Somehow, it was better than entering Kyle's room first. Or what if it was the Alpha's room? I'd be dead by now.

"What is going on here?" My mother had appeared from nowhere with a sickly smile on her face, and I wondered who it was for. Definitely, the atmosphere didn't call for such a sweet smile. She must want a favor from me. "Zeke, is she bothering you?" My mother's cold eyes slithered at me, and I nearly cowered in fear.

Oh. So the smile was for Zeke. It made me frown. Was she treating him like her favorite son now or what? Then her eyes widened in shock as she read the room. "Naya, what are you doing in Zeke's room?" She shrieked.

I rolled my eyes. Marley is a shameless b***h, if I must say so. "Don't be ridiculous. I am taking a s**t! I have an upset stomach from the dinner you prepared yesterday night."

Kyle snorted while Marley huffed indignantly.

"I won't have you disrespect me in this house." She snarled. "Now get your silly b**t out of there. This place smells like a cow's shed."

"What a nice way to put it. For a moment there, I thought you were the one. It smelled like that the moment you walked in." I replied just as much, with a lot of heat. I was in a good mood since I couldn't do my thing in peace. Three people watched me while I took a s**t. It wasn't pleasant, and I want nothing more than the earth to open up and take me inside.

"Damn!" Kyle couldn't take the look of suppressed laughter on his face anymore. He doubled in laughter as Marley left the room, huffing and puffing.

I just saved her from what was smelling in here.

Zeke shook his head and waited a minute. I think I saw amusement there. "If only you were this sarcastic..." recovering himself, he sighed. "I will give you ten minutes to get your a*s out of my room. You stink. This place stinks!" He walked out, happy. Kyle clutched his stomach. "Okay, I think I am going to be sick from laughing and inhaling whatever gas you are letting out here, Brawn."

That had to be the funniest day of my life.

A day I would remember and laugh.

"What's funny?" Renee asked as we both laid down. The students had forgotten that I had poured Pop soda just recently. I didn't want to bring attention back to myself, so I chose to lay beside her while eying Kyle's position where he was before. He wasn't there.