Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 12

I nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "How do you run when you don't know who they are?"

He smiled warmly at me. "You don't know. You know why? Because they are like you and me. They can easily blend in with the crowd. They love to feed their young. They eat human flesh and don't feel remorseful." His hands found mine, and they were squeezing them hard. "They eat their children's hearts and make another one the next day just to feed on them again and again. You should be careful who you trust, Naya." I winced at the pain. "You are hurting me, Mr. Diego."

He quickly removed his hands. "I am sorry, my dear. I guess I got carried away by everything." He eyed the big bruise forming on my wrist. "You are so fragile. I would hate to see something bad happen to you."

I sighed, watching the bus pull in front of Storm's mansion, and pressed the button for stop. He wasn't at fault. "I was carried away too. Thank you, Mr. Diego. I will apply ice to it." I waved my wrists, jumping down in front of the bus. It's time to face another set of monsters.

I opened the door to replace everyone at the table already.

"Naya, join us." Marley said.

I was gritty and needed to bathe. Couldn't she at least be lenient to the one they left on the school premises to board a bus back home? This wasn't even my home. Kyle and Zeke were already bathed and pink from their baths. Their faces were calm, and I was sure they had the family doctor check their hands and sides for the side effects of the monstrous bites. They looked really weak.

"Let her freshen up. She smells like rotten eggs." Kyle sniffed the air in disgust.

I rolled my eyes. "Really? You were smelling like that a few hours ago." At the look of his surprised face, I chuckled tiredly. "What? Brooke didn't tell you? I guess she must have gotten used to the smell herself. She smells the same." "Okay, you are crossing the line, Brawn; why don't you join us at the table?" Zeke muttered under his breath.

I shrugged. "I guess I should grace you with my smell then."

"Enough!" Aloha Storm was already staring at Marley, who would probably teach me a lesson for insulting the boys in his presence. To me, it was playful banter, but to the Alpha, it was an insult. There was always a line that separated us, right? "Take your seat, Naya." His voice didn't leave room for argument. It didn't take long for me to be squashed between the storm brothers. This was always how it was. They'd bully me in school, and then I'd come home to meet them. Kyle said I smelled awful. It was better this way.

"You know, you don't smell that bad." Kyle whispered in my ears as soon as his father's attention turned away from me.

I gave him the middle finger. "f**k you."

"Gladly. There are things you shouldn't wish for, Naya." He repeated it in the same sultry tone. What was with the flirting in front of his father? It made me uncomfortable, and so I squirmed and the chair squeaked.

"Be still." Zeke gritted his teeth. He was getting irritated by my movements. There is no way I could look at Zeke and not remember that night in the bathroom. He was about to turn away when he noticed I was getting red. He tilted his head like a puppy, a habit I noticed his brother had sometimes. "You are red. What are you thinking about?" There was a dangerous glint in his eyes. I gulped, avoiding his eyes and focusing on Kyle for no reason.

Kyle's eyes were rather curious. He wanted to know why I turned red and why his brother was using such time on me. It was as if we knew something he didn't. I wanted to keep it that way. The last time I consoled him, I had my a*s handed to me.

I should ask him about the nightmare he had. Did he have it that often or something? I sighed. "Why am I here? I'd rather be at the cottage than here."

Alpha Storm raised his head from what he was doing. "You'll better suit our plans by being here."

"Yeah, Brawn. This is your place now." Kyle added something else to his voice. I couldn't place my hands on it.

It was mischievous, like they were planning something for me, and I hated not knowing what that was. Then it clicked.

"The bait... were you talking about me?" Tears had started to gather below my eyes at the memory of Mr. Diego's words. "Am I the bait?" I nervously asked Marley.

She had a grim look on her face, like she was bothered by my questions. "Look, Naya. I didn't think it was such a bad idea. Take it as you emphasize your importance to this family. Take it as a sign of being a hero. I heard the school hasn't accepted you yet. My goodness, they call my precious daughter, Brawn!"

She didn't look at least apologetic by mentioning the names my bullies call me. It made me embarrassed.

"They call me that because I allow it!" I tried pathetically.

Marley noticed. Sighing, she grabbed my hands from across the table. I eyed her clean, nail polished hands over mine. "I know you desire to feel among them." This is the way you can prove it. Only then can you tell everyone you stay in the Storm's mansion, and they will believe you. You don't have to hide that fact."

How did she know that I am desperately trying to hide the fact that I live here? Everyone knew my mother was the Alpha's w***e, but they didn't actually know that I stayed here. Rubbing it on their faces will make me feel better, but...

I yanked my hands back. "Marley, you say I should be the bait, right? What if I get killed by those monsters? Mr. Diego said they are worse than changelings."

Kyle snorted. "Changelings..." then he turned to his brother wide-eyed. "What the f**k! Did we just fight Monsters worse than Changelings?"

"And you did a fine job, my boys, but do not risk your life again. She has accepted to be the bait. By Monday, school activities will resume." Alpha Storm was not having it anyway. He turned to me. "And you will go about your business as usual. Do not give what I am about to tell you away."

I had no choice, right? "What do you want me to do?" He already said the brothers shouldn't risk their lives to save me. Perfect. So not only am I bait, but a meal of sacrifice is to be offered to dangerous animals that are worse than changelings. Although I admit I want to be a part of the Storm, not this way. This was way too cruel and brutal. I couldn't take it anymore. "I need assurance that my safety won't be compromised, or else I will run away and you will never replace me."

I think it wasn't such a good idea to tell the Alpha that you would run away. You are such a fool, Naya Cod.

Zeke's warm hands were on mine. "Don't worry, Naya. You won't get through with your plans."

What the hell? "What-what?"

He leaned closer. "You are too much of a wimp to leave us. You can't leave us alone." His hands trailed my laps, stopping just where they divided. "I own you," he said, digging deeper, making me gasp.

No one was paying attention. If he could just... I spread my thighs a little to give him access to my paradise. Gosh, he was so hot. How could we be doing this in the presence of his father and my mother? His hands crawled to my pants, making me shudder and sucking in my lower lips as I stared at Kyle's chiseled jaws. Just then, he raised those piercing eyes of his to taunt me. He must have seen how red my face was because then he chuckled. "Take a picture; It lasts longer." He grinned, sniffing the air.

No.. no... don't perceive my desires...

Zeke placed a finger inside, and I grabbed the table for support. Everything and everyone blurred into the past.

"Something nice smells in here." Kyle looked at his brother. "Can you perceive it? Dad?"

Alpha Storm sniffed the air a bit. "Stop causing a distraction, Kyle, and focus. Maybe the cooks are preparing something because I can't perceive a damn thing."

Marley shook her head as she and Alpha Storm began to talk about other things. Probably how they would offer me up as a sacrifice. Zeke, on the other hand, brutally fingered me. I was getting closer to exploding.