<h4>Chapter 276: I Curse You, Myra Miracle</h4>


    (Author’s POV)


    "Dio, Al was right. You really do reek weird," Brave spoke as Dion’s steps halted at hisment. He didn’t turn around, waiting for his brother to finish his words.


    "You smell of sweat and dirt. Do wash up thoroughly, okay? And have a good rest," Brave added while staring at his brother’s back.


    Dion’s demeanor visibly rxed. He finally looked back and gave Brave a casual smile, stating, "That’s the fragrance of saving lives, baby," then finished his words with a wink.


    He was afraid that ric and Brave had detected Myra’s scent on him. He waved at Brave and walked back to his room, his steps steady and slow. After shutting the door and locking it, he looked at the small bag on his bed.


    Inside it was a tight lid container that held that piece of cloth. He knew his brothers would recognize Myra’s odor for miles away if he went with the handkerchief in his pocket. So, he went to his room first, securely ced it, and then came to Brave’s room.


    She made his way towards his bed, picked up the bag, and ced it in his luggage. After taking a long shower, he came out and made a call, "Anya, where are you?"


    The reply from the other side came, "Young Alpha, as per your orders, I am in a nearby city, Hensenhaven."


    "Good, book a flight for Esteria. The earlier, the better. I want you here by tomorrow. I have an important task lined up for you," hemanded.


    "I will be there," after hearing her reply, Dion disconnected the call. With wet hair sticking to his face and navy colored bathrobe wrapped around his body, with his well defined torso exposed, he plopped onto his bed and muttered to Drey, ’It’s good that I ordered her to follow us discreetly. She is skilled and woulde in handy with the task of finding Myra’s location. Plus, she is a human, so no one would doubt her.’


    ’Ummhmm~ .... Hopefully she finds our mate," Drey added.


    The day as well as the evening had been eventful in many ways for all of them. The Everests, the Miracles, Fabian, Elisa, and even for Yelena.


    After washing up, Myra walked towards the window and gazed at the waning gibbous moon. Her thoughts were all muddled up. Even after listening to Wendy and Yelena’s encouraging words, she was scared of going to the seminar tomorrow. She was in a bind.


    With a heavy heart, she walked back and settled into her bed, but peaceful sleep was like a far fetched dream for her. Her night was full of nightmares. It kept shifting from the fire incident to seeing ric and him finding out about her. She even saw Nora, who barred her with questions, ’Why did you do this to me, Myra? Why did you run away? I thought we were, friends .... soul~ mates .... But you ran away like there was no meaning to our friendship. Myra~ ... You are a horrible friend. A horrible person. You are a bane. A crowd. A curse with no biological family. You deserve to be alone and rot alone. You deserve no one’s mercy. No one’s love. Myra Miracle, I curse you ...... I curse a bane like you to never find happiness. You will never be happy. <strong><i>I curse you ... I CURSE YOU ... I CURSE YOU, MYRA MIRACLE</i></strong>.’ All while saying this, she clutched Myra’s throat in an iron grip and tightened her fingers around it. With each word, her nails dug into Myra’srynx, causing excruciating pain.


    As the Nora from her dream was choking her, she was about to pass out. She screamed with all her might, "NOOOOOOO ......" and was jolted awake by the intensity of the nightmare. Her body was covered in cold sweat as she huffed uncontrobly, gulping in air desperately to make her breathing steady. She rubbed her chest simultaneously to calm herself down. She was having this nightmare episode once again. But she has never seen a nightmare where Nora was cursing at her. Maybe it was because of the guilt she always felt for running away or her own insecurity, but it was truly terrifying. Her eyes were moist as tears fell from the corner of her eyes and wetted her cheeks as well as her chin. A sorrowful whimper escaped her mouth.


    After a few minutes of sobbing, she eased up a little bit. The stuffiness in her heart dispersed bit by bit. She took deep breaths and repeated, "You didn’t have a choice back then. What you did was right. You needed to protect yourself and your family. No need to feel guilty. This is all fake. Nora would never do that to you. And this nightmare, it all stems from her seeing ric in Esteria, nothing much. Rx, rx ...."


    As she thought about ric, the memory of that day shed in front of her eyes. Everything came back rushing to her, making her shiver.


    She had never mentioned about that kidnapping incident to anyone, and ording to her, only she and ric knew about it. All this time, it has all been pent up inside her, gnawing at her like a parasite. Although she always acted brave and mature in front of others, she was living in fear every single day.


    How could she not get frightened after what she went through? She was kidnapped, sexually assaulted, and eventually, those two were discussing killing her by beheading her, right in front of her. It would give a lifelong trauma to anyone. If that day, she wouldn’t have killed that guy, she wouldn’t have been alive.


    She drank some water and checked the time. It indicated four fifty eight in the morning. She then looked out of the window. The sky was still pretty dark and gloomy, with grey and ck clouds lingering.


    Myra knew she wouldn’t be able to get any sleep now, so she pulled herself out of bed and prepared herself to go for a morning run. It was the only thing now that would keep her free of those thoughts and help her clear her mind.


    After changing into grey tracks and a white casual top, she slipped out of the house, not disturbing anyone’s sleep.


    She started her routine run and noticed, unlike usual, there were hardly any people on the trail. Maybe it was because it was still early, or maybe it was the ominous weather’s fault. Who knows?


    After going through with her run and doing stretching exercises, she returned back to her home. As soon as she entered the door, Wendy pounced on her, "Sis, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you since forever. Why did you take so long today?"


    Myra, who had forgotten to take her phone earlier, nced at the wall clock to find it was already six thirty. "Umm~ .... What happened? Why did you get up so early? Why were you waiting for me?" she asked.


    Wendy eximed, "What do you mean by why, uhh~? Today is a big, big day for you. How can I still sleep? Come on,e on,e here~ ... I and sis Yel have prepared everything." She pushed Myra inside.


    Yelena, who was holding three to four garment bags in her hand,mented, "A few more minutes, I my hair would have turned grey."


    Myra narrowed her eyes at her sister and friend, then stated, "Didn’t I say that I am not attending?"


    "Ahaa~ ... ahaa~ .... We remember. But~ ... Yelena sis has already arranged for an invitation pass. Now we can all go together and cheer for you. That way, you won’t feel anxious," Wendy tried to convince as she held Myra’s hand, swinging it like a kid.


    "Wendy~" Myra was about to reason with her, but before that, William’s voice came, "What are the three of you doing in the hallway?"


    "Sis is feeling nervous and saying she will not attend the seminar today," Wendy snitched on her.


    "What happened, Myra? Are you alright? You were quite excited to attend it," William inquired, his voice dripping with concern.


    "Dad, I am all good. I~" Myra didn’t know what to tell them. She was short of excuses.


    "Then what’s the problem? Although it is your decision to make, but I think you should go. Yelena and Wendy will be there to encourage you," he gave Myra his opinion. "Such chances, they are rare. You should grab one when ites. Don’t hesitate." He patted her shoulder in assurance.


    "Uncle William, are you and Aunt Sandra not going?" Yelena questioned.


    "Unfortunately, and sadly, no. We have to inform the kitchen two days before taking leave," Sandra came out and spoke.


    "That’s easy. Let me make a call," Yelena was about to dial Garry’s number, but Sandra stopped her.


    "Don’t, Yelena. Mr. Yates has already done a lot for us. You don’t need to bother him. We can go next time. Today, the three of you can go and enjoy, okay," Sandra urged them.


    All the eyes were on Myra now. So, with no choice left, she said, "Fine~ ...... fine. I will go."


    "Yeahhhhhhhhhhh~ ..... that’s my sister. Muahhhhhh," Wendy wrapped her in a tight embrace.


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