Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 137

Naya's PoV

Three ladies...

No two ladies...

"What are you doing, Naya? Come play with us!" I glanced around, unsure.

"Er... I don't know if I should do that."

"You should! You are part of the family!"

That was when I woke up. Part of the family? That was a joke. I was not part of the family. If I was, I wouldn't have been ridiculed and humiliated yesterday.

It looked like the purple lady showed up whenever she wanted to and not whenever I wanted to. Today was the day I learned more about her from Elder Rosalie. After I came back from school, that is. School.

I groaned, digging deeper into my bed. School was everyone's nightmare. What would they say about me when I got there? A lot has happened in just a week. I ran away from the blood moon pack, the Alphas from the other realm, realized that I had elder powers within me all this time, destroyed the monsters with my mind, and healed Kyle completely

"You need to get ready for school. You have been putting off going to school for too long. You need school to brush up on your learning." Naya grumbled in the dark. She was just as tired as I was.

It's been a 'helluva' week. "You don't even want to go to school. You know what we face whenever we go there."

Naya groaned in agony, just as I did earlier. "We have to go." I slipped from the bed, only to land on the floor. "Ow!" Eventually, I got up from the floor. With pain, I dragged myself into the bathroom. My hair was a little greasy. From the corner of my eyes, I saw the scentless spray. I paused.

This bottle was the beginning of my friendship with Renee.

Does it mean she won't come into the pack any longer?

"Should we spray this to keep Zeke and Kyle away from me so that we can have a wonderful day at school."

"Don't even think of it." Naya muttered.

"What? It's not a totally bad idea. I just need to be invincible. If no one remembered."

"No." Naya's words were final. I sighed, averting my eyes from the bottle. "Besides, it may attract more attention than you think. Remember, Kyle promised to make security tighter."

A knock on the door brought me out of my reverie. "Who is there?"

"Kyle. We are late for school."

I gasped, turning off the shower. "I am coming!" I ran out of the bathroom to dry myself off.

"What should I wear, Naya?"

"Just throw a coat on."

"Perfect." I nodded, wearing a white crop top and jeans, then I threw a black coat on. I glanced at my shoe rack, hoping to see something exotic. I saw sandals. "Urgh!"

"Just out and on!" Naya yelled. She was just as excited as I was to see Kyle. It would be a lovely morning with him.

I pulled the sandals on. "I look good."

"Yeah, you look good. Now go out there!"

I opened the door to find Kyle leaning by the side of the door. His scent filled my senses, and I subtly tried to inhale more of it. I do not know whether it's because his birthday was coming sooner, but it was intoxicating. His hair was styled to perfection, and I got a feeling he shaved recently.

These jaws were ripped! He looked good in his white shirt and flannel trousers. His shirt was rolled up to show his muscular arms. A sparkly wristwatch adorned his left hand.

His trousers revealed silky socks underneath them. His brown shoes were so polished, I thought I saw my reflection in them.

"Are you done checking me out?" His deep voice stopped me from going any further.

"Huh?"

"Don't be ridiculous." I rolled my eyes. "Let's go."

Kyle shook his head. "Not so fast."

I frowned. "Why?"

"Your hair."

I was a bit puzzled, so I raised my hands to touch my hair. I froze. I had washed it alright, but I didn't even bother to brush it into smoothness. I closed my eyes in frustration. "Seriously."

"Can I do it for you? It will make it faster."

I didn't want to force him or anything. "Are you sure? Your hair might get stuck to your shirt."

"Then give me an apron or something."

I dashed back into my room. "I have an apron somewhere." He followed me in, clearing his throat. The last time he was here... I was sick and didn't have time to clean. "My room isn't looking great."

"I'll ask someone to help you clean it."

I shook my head. "No."

He raised an eyebrow. "No?"

"No. I do not allow anyone to come into my room." I was adamant about that rule. If I broke that now, everyone would see my flaws. When I have the time, I will clean it myself.

Kyle grabbed a brush from my dresser, and I handed him an apron that I found hidden away in my closet. He draped the apron over himself, then gestured for me to sit at the edge of the bed. I sat down and took a deep breath, feeling a bit nervous about having him brush my hair. It was a bit intimate.

He stood behind me and gently combed my hair, starting at the tips and working his way up. It felt surprisingly relaxing, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of his fingers in my hair.

"Hmm." I hummed, stopping when I remembered who was brushing my hair. horny wolf.

"You have really beautiful hair, Naya," Kyle said softly.

I blushed, feeling a warmth spread through me. "Thank you." No one has ever complimented my hair before. I couldn't help but think about how close we were at that moment. It was intimate and sweet, and I wished we could stay like this forever. But we had school.

Suddenly, a knock and a voice interrupted our moment.

"Naya, Kyle, and Zeke are looking for you. He wants to talk to you both," a maid called out from outside my room.

I turned to Kyle. "Isn't he going to school?"

Kyle sighed. "Zeke is a bit busy. I don't think he will."

It was a bit annoying to be interrupted, but we couldn't stay here forever. "We should go see what Zeke wants," I said reluctantly. With him came complicated situations.

Kyle nodded and removed the apron, folding it neatly. "Let's not keep him waiting."

We left my room and headed towards Zeke's office. As we walked, I wondered if something was bothering him. When we reached Zeke's office, Kyle walked in, while I knocked lightly on the door before entering. Zeke was seated behind his desk, looking busy with some paperwork. He glanced up when we entered. Jeez, he looked so dashing, with glasses sitting on his nose and eyebrows raised in perfection. His hair wasn't brushed, considering the number of times he ran his hands through it. "You wanted to see us?" Kyle asked, sitting on his desk.

Zeke nodded. "Yes. I need you both to take care of a few things for me today. Mrs. Lau."

Mrs. Lau was the school dean. What does he want with her? "What do you need us to do?" I asked, prepared to help him out. "Are you even getting enough sleep?"

"I will." Zeke said. I sensed a bit of annoyance in his tone.

Maybe because he couldn't follow us to school or something. He handed us a list of tasks and explained the details. A lot of his words flew over my head because I was worried about him. I knew he was hot this way, but he was also tired. "Tell her to see me after school hours. Kyle, please drive home with her. Don't let her escape." Then he dismissed us So this was the new Zeke now...

I longed to be held by him.

Outside, Marley was there. Her hawk-like eyes scrutinized me. Whatever she wanted to say stopped at the tip of her mouth as soon as she saw Kyle behind me. Is everything okay, Naya? Kyle?" She asked sweetly.

I didn't say anything.

"We're just handling some pack matters for Zeke," Kyle explained:

Marley nodded, though she still looked uneasy. "Zeke has been quite preoccupied lately. I'm sure he appreciates your help."

I rolled my eyes as she entered the study after us. What exactly does she want with my mate? The more I thought about it, the more it baffled me.

Kyle guided me to his latest g-wagon. He was about to open the car door when I shook my head. There is no need to attract unwanted attention. "Zeke is so cold."

Kyle nodded. "And you are worried?"

"Yes."

"Am I the easy one here?"

I scoffed. "Trust me, you had your fair share of trouble." A playful smile tugged on his lips. "Really? I thought I was the nice one."

I blinked in shock. "How dare you think that way?" I giggled at his ridiculous thoughts. "The fact that you poured me pop soda? You are just being Kyle."

"A silly boy with daddy issues, right?"

"You haven't told Zeke what I told you about Marley?"

"We need proof, Naya."

"How are we going to get it?"

"I have no idea." Kyle sighed heavily.

He was worried too.