Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 70

Naya Cod

"Ouch!" hit my head on the headboard for the third time this morning. What was wrong with me? Just how much did I drink last night? I rubbed the sore spot, hoping it didn't leave a scar on me. "You were pretty drunk yesterday night." Naya suddenly chirped in.

"Oh, she speaks," I scoffed in annoyance at her attitude the other day. We weren't on speaking terms.

"It looks like you aren't eager." She shot back, ready to retreat into the shadows. Not on my watch.

"I am sorry, okay." I began. I couldn't remember what happened yesterday night, and she was my only shot at remembering what I did. I sniffed the air. There was a hint of Kyle's cologne, but I couldn't be sure. There's no way I could have invited him into my room. Of all the things I could do? Inviting him over to my room is never on the agenda.

My room has secrets that no one should know about. Naya was the only one who could tell me if I misbehaved or not.

You see, after Zeke told me off last night, I couldn't help but make my way down to the cellar. That was the last thing I remembered doing.

Yeah, I drank myself into a stupor. Did the Storms think I did not know where they hid their stuff? They have neglected me so much that I make myself useful by going on little tours and replaceing what's next to do. I haven't gone to the cottage this weekend. It would be hard to clean again. "Naya, please tell me if I messed up."

My wolf was certainly awake during the whole process. I was sure she influenced my attitude sometimes, but getting drunk and allowing her to take over my body was something I'd never allow. If I had been drunk and allowed Naya to take over my body, I may have jumped Zeke. That is, if I ever saw him again.

Naya's voice, though still tinged with irritation, softened a bit as she said, "You don't remember, do you?"

Remember what? Drinking a jar of wine alone? I do remember that.

Getting up and entering my room? I do not. Something told me I made plenty of stops before I finally found her. I shook my head, despite my temples pounding in response. "Not a single thing. Did I do something stupid?" I asked again because I was genuinely concerned now. The consequences of having Kyle and Zeke tell me what I did yesterday night... I fear it may not just end there. What if I encountered Marley along the way? What if I encountered an elder? I'd have to bear the consequences of my drunken escapades. It was one night. Just one night.

To my shock, Naya let out a dramatic sigh. She was really enjoying this, wasn't she? "Well, where do I even begin?" She gave another dramatic sigh. "Let's see." She began recounting the events of the previous night without mercy. Jeez, Naya was ruthless. "Then you asked if you could follow him to scan the arena when you knew how weak and useless you were; when he said no, you whined and ended up throwing up at the side of the walkway. The maids won't be happy about that.

Then you told Kyle the truth about your elder powers. Well, you didn't rinse your mouth before you kissed Kyle in this room." She narrowed her eyes as if to remember what she had missed. "One more thing. Zeke was invited to a meeting of the Blood Moon Pack. That spells trouble." At this revelation, my eyes widened.

"I saw Mr. Diego kill the Alpha. Why would he invite a young Alpha to a meeting of Alphas?"

"You are underestimating your Alpha, Naya." Naya wasn't pleased with the way I spoke about Zeke. Zeke wasn't just a young Alpha; he was just crowned. She was going about her thoughts. It's been a while since I've seen her this serious. We were just so useless that everything given to us became an important task.

"I know I shouldn't, but I can't help but feel bad for him. I mean, how did they even know he was coronated? Our pack lands are not as welcoming to strangers as you think." I tried to reason.

"If it worked like that, then you'd ask how the alpha that murdered Mr.

Storm walked into the pack, how he managed to fight the alpha, who helped him, and why your mother did that thing! It could be a personal vendetta, but... I am so confused right now. There are not many things that have an explanation. This world should really come with a life manual. Naya was right.

I closed my eyes to stop the headache from spreading further. "They always know everything. I think I know the spy who has been feeding them information. It's my mother. If Elder Rosalie is certain that I am an elder, it means Mr. Diego wanted me for himself." Naya raised an eyebrow.

"Why?"

"Because I am everything no one has. Congratulations, Naya. We just became one of the most important wolves in the world."

"And a dead person if you keep on blabbering out your secrets like that to anyone you see. Kyle was just the tip of the iceberg. How about Marley?" Naya teases mercilessly. She was always like this whenever I threatened to lock her up.

She was beginning to infuriate me. "Marley must never know anything.

I am trying to get the autopsy results from Dr. Ali. That man is clearly hiding something"

"When is Alpha Storm's burial?"

I reached out for my calendar, dragging the yellowish paper off the table. It was announced the other day after Zeke's fight and victory. I heard it, but I was too busy to jot it down. I pointed at an uneven circle.

"Here is it." The alpha's burial was usually held a month after the coronation of the new alpha so that there would be an alpha to preside over the ritual. The elders were always there to send the alpha where he belonged. Back to the moon goddess. "It's a month from now. Why do I feel it's going to be shorter than that?"

Naya shrugged. "Maybe on the twins' birthday, perhaps? Why be happy when we will be sad again?" She mumbled under her breath.

It was painful to think about. I shook my head. "No. That's the day he will replace his mate. The both of them will, so let's not get ahead of ourselves."

"We need to be more discreet while investigating the alpha's death.

Kyle doesn't want you to poke around." She added. Damn it... She was always right!

Then I remembered what she told me.

"Naya, come on! I kissed Kyle?!" I gasped, my hand instinctively covering my mouth as if that could undo the action. "Couldn't you have stopped it? I feel like such a fool! He totally ignored me the whole day, only for me to throw myself at him."

"Yes, you did," she replied dryly. "But that's not even the most surprising part. The surprising part was how you threw up in the garden first, then you went whining to both Zeke and Kyle, practically begging them to forgive you." She was at it again. I don't think I did that.

"I don't think I did that. I am Naya Cod, and I would never go back to ask for forgiveness." But the image of how I whined crawled up in my mind, causing me to cringe. "I did what? Ugh, I must have sounded like a fool."

Naya smirked wickedly. "That's an understatement. But it gets even juicier. You didn't get on with Kyle last night." That stopped me.

I felt my heart drop. "My secret? You mean.." I trailed off, unable to bring myself to say it.

"No, dumb, dumb. I meant you guys made it up here, but you slept off before he could do anything. It made him the good guy and you the slut." Yes, that's right. He couldn't take advantage of me as the good guy, but I invited him into my room as the bad slut. It was the other way around. Naya didn't tell me if he tried to restrain himself a little. It meant we would have f****d in this room if I did not sleep off. "Don't forget you told them about being an elder," Naya confirmed, her tone filled with mischief.

"Stop saying it!!! I know I told him and acted like a fool last night." It was now that the full force of what happened came crashing down on me. My head was spinning, and I collapsed back onto my bed. "Oh, this is a disaster. I can't believe I did all that."

Naya, surprisingly, seemed a bit sympathetic now. "Well, you were quite intoxicated. It happens to the best of us. But you'll need to sort this out with Zeke and Kyle. They know your secret now. And other stuff."

I let out a frustrated groan. "I know, I know. But, Naya, you have to help me with damage control here. What can I do to make things right?" Help me, please.

Naya paused, considering. "Apologize sincerely, for one. And maybe, next time, try not to drink so much."

I nodded, even though I knew it was easier said than done. "Thanks, Naya. I appreciate your honesty. And sorry again for being so grumpy with you."

She shrugged. "No worries. We all have our moments." Naya was a sass queen, but that was our superpower.

We have one more now, and I think that's...

Something.