Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 125

Kyle opened the door to my room. He went straight to the bathroom. From there, I could hear the footsteps of the staff trying to clean up the mess the both of them had made. They had done that within a twinkle of an eye. He dropped me into the bathroom. "Will you do it?" Kyle shrugged as if what I was asking was the most normal thing. He knew what I was asking him to do, yet he was acting nonchalant. Well, it wasn't the first time he saw me naked. "If you want me to, I don't mind."

I bit my lower lips. Do I really want him to? I only wanted him to bathe me so that I could sleep. I was too tired to do it myself. It wasn't the time for s*xual desires. I needed to trust him to just bathe me and put me to bed. "Are you sure? We shouldn't do the other thing." trailed off, hoping he would get the message. He should get the message.

"I won't, I promise." Kyle assured. His facial expression seemed genuine enough. I sighed, giving him the go-ahead to do whatever he wanted. The end point was to bathe me and put me to sleep. "What should we do after you bathe me?"

Kyle chuckled. "I am smelly, so I will go and take my bath. If you want me to come back here, I will do that for you." He was being considerate despite going through all that. I could see the fatigue around his eyes. I guess the rage rampage took its toll on him too. "I am sorry, Kyle. It may look like I saved you guys, but it's me who needs saving. What did you do to be saddled with a troublesome mate like me?" | exhaled in exasperation. "I am Omega; I have trust issues; my mother, the Luna abandoned me when I was little; I always manage to attract bullies into my life; suddenly, I have powers! And I am the descendant of the elderly one? lean, how is that possible?" I paused to take a deep breath. I pointed at my legs. "Look, I can't even walk."

Kyle only cackled. "This is the first time I have seen you say what you actually feel. You always s**k up to us, so I thought you didn't have a mind of your own. Maybe that's why I try to infuriate you so that I can hear your snarky tone. That way, I get to hear your true feelings about a particular thing."

I blinked unbelievably. They always teased me for this.

"You don't find my words annoying?"

Kyle flicked my forehead. Ouch! "Have you met yourself, Naya Cod?"

"No Brawn this time?"

"I will choose when to call you that." Kyle grinned at me. I knew I was pouting at the moment. It was strange to hear him call me Naya Cod when all he had done was call me Brawn. "You are a gentle soul. You stammer when you don't understand something; you are always thinking, and when you do that, you bite your lower lips. It makes the shadow want to ravish you all the time."

Well, the people at my school didn't think it was that cute.

The way it was portrayed was a bit refreshing. I was glad he found me pleasant to be with, unlike the rest, who think of me as a nuisance. "Thank you."

Kyle shrugged again. "Its fine. I am glad I do not have to think twice before telling you these things. Zeke may find it hard, but not me. You may think I have other ladies, but that's not true. You are the only one I have eyes for."

"Jeez..." Naya revealed herself. He had been resting. I blink fast so that the drowsiness won't overtake me. "Why is he so direct? I love it, though. I love this new Kyle."

He wasn't new. Kyle has always been like that. He is a gentleman. I should probably expect infidelity for the first few weeks we are together. I already resigned about my fate. Kyle hasn't told me if he and Brooke will be together or not. He hasn't said anything about her at all.

I wondered what was going on between the two of them.

With Beta Brooke back, he may try to pair the two of them together. I should not ask them when I will officially become their mate on their eighteenth birthday.

They could also decide that our time together didn't matter and reject me. "Stop doing that."

I raised an eyebrow. "Doing what?"

"Biting your lower lips" His heated gaze followed the movement of my lips briefly before dropping to my shabby dress. "We spend good money on this. Those damn monsters." His hands tightened around the tub. Without thinking, I slammed my lips on his. Kyle was pissed off. He could go into another rage rampage, and since his body has not recovered from the last one, it could deteriorate. I was keeping him here for selfish reasons. I couldn't let him go into another rage because of me, so I did what I could to make his brain shut down for a second. As we pulled away, he shook his head, dazzled. "If we are like this when we aren't official mates, how would it be when we both turn eighteen?"

I wonder too. It would be intense, as I would not be able to live without seeing them, even for a day. "This is proof that we are meant for each other. Right?"

Kyle merely smiled. "Let's clean you up."

He, too, didn't say anything like that. I wanted to hear both of them say those words. I'm tired of the Merry Go Round.

Just say it already! I, Kyle Storm, will accept you as my mate. That's all I needed to hear from the both of them. "Are you changing the topic now?"

Kyle sighed in exasperation. "I forgot to add something."

I frowned. "What?"

"You are persistent." Kyle stood up, taking off his own shirt and shorts. "Do you have something manly I can fit into?"

For a second, I thought of my papa's t-shirt and shorts I brought with me after the burial. But those clothes were too precious to me. No. I am just lending them to the love of my life. Papa would understand. He always did.

"Yeah, sure." Don't be offended by Mr. Papa. He just needed to be clothed when he walked out of my room. No one should see an.. an idea flashed through my head. "Why don't you ask the bed chamber staff to bring in your clothes? They are more private than anyone. It means they know how to keep a secret."

"What makes you think what I am doing to you is a secret?"

I shrugged. How was I to know? The staff didn't exactly favor me coming into the manor however I wanted.

Sometimes, they would hand me a tray of food with venom in their eyes. They all wanted me to work instead of ordering them around. When I told the head chef I wasn't ordering him around for my food or asking them to snack in the fridge, he flamed up. I wish Flame was there. "I don't know." That was the reply I could come up with.

"How about we both freshen up, and I stay with you until everything dies down?"

I rolled my eyes. We were just looking for silly excuses to see ourselves. Or at least to stay longer than he usually has. "They already saw us coming in here, Kyle. Damn!" I exclaimed, waiting for my reply.

We both laughed out loud. I chuckled before we stopped.

Kyle sniffed, proceeding to remove my dress. "Are you going to be fine with me seeing everything?"

"You have seen everything about me, haven't you?" I asked slyly. Why was he acting all shy? I was supposed to be the shy one. "Just clean me up and promise that you won't touch me sexually."

Kyle pouted. "Why did you add the last part? I am not like that. Do you know that?"

I shook my head. "Only you can tell yourself that. I only told you my desires." I could see his own desire as he gazed down at my body. Self-control, Kyle. for both of us.

"Alright." He started with the front. He tore it with his bare hands like a pro. I gasped at the suddenness and agility.

The cold air hit my open breasts. "Next." He pointed at the lower parts of my body.

I nodded, trusting him.

"You should not trust any man to do this to you, Naya. No man would be able to resist those juices." Kyle muttered with a small smile as he eyed my b****t. He was controlling himself, and I liked it. It made him hotter. If it was Zeke, we would have f**vcked by now.