Tasting Nora-Pleasing Her Stepbrother Mates

Tasting 89

89-A Night Out With My Mate Nora: “But tell me, what really happened?” I’ve been mulling over it since she came back. She was bawling like crazy and hiccuping, unable to make a full sentence. I don’t reckon Cain did anything because she returned just five minutes after he left my room. “He’s just so… cold,” she hiccuped, batting away my attempts to comfort her. “Natalya! Can you please me exactly what happened?” I asked again, feeling drained this time. “NOTHING F**G HAPPENED!” she finally screamed, leaving me stunned. I watched her in silence before realizing how loud she had been. “Natalya, please calm down. I am just worried for you,” I was shocked by her glare and outburst. But I figured out she blew her chance and felt let down. “Nothing went down, and nothing will. He’s got someone else on his mind. No man wouldn’t even get worked up seeing a naked girl,” she muttered through gritted teeth. “How do you know-” I kind of got curious but she shook her head and muttered. “Or he would have never turned his face away from me,” the intensity of her stare scared me. “I’m gonna hit the shower,” she said firmly, with a look I couldn’t decipher. Her slow and deliberate way of getting up while shooting me a disdainful glance also troubled me. But soon enough, she was in the bathroom. She took nearly an hour, and I could tell she’d been crying the whole time. “Are you satisfied now? He didn’t make a move,” Akira said, twisting her ring on her finger. “I am, but Akira, Natalya confused me. I feel sorry for her, but I can’t give her my mate. ‘t, I never will,” I muttered, grabbing my pillow and lying down on the bed. I sympathized with her, but there are some things I can’t do. I waited for her in bed, brainstorming ways to cheer her up when she came out. I even considered

finding her a suitable mate and helping her awaken her wolf. But she took so long that after an hour, I fell asleep in bed. The night passed peacefully. I didn’t wake up until the sunlight streamed through the windows, and as I woke up, I realized the bed was empty beside me. “Ahh!” I love stretching in bed, yawning, and getting that five minutes of sleep after the alarm rings. As I twisted and turned in the bed for the next few minutes, I fully woke myself up. I turned to my side and stared at the empty bed for a few more minutes before raising my body up and checking the bathroom. The light was shining from under the door. Natalya must have woken up before me. I rolled out of bed and straightened my sheets, waiting for her to come out. But when fifteen minutes passed and I didn’t hear any sound from inside, I approached the door to check on her. “Natalya! Are you okay?” I asked, concern lacing my voice. “Hey?” I placed my hand on the door to knock, and it slid open. There was no one in the bathroom, and the dryness made me wonder if she’d left the light on since last night. But then, where was she? “Natalya!” I called out as ft the bedroom. The mansion’s second and third floors were quiet, so I figured the brothers were either downstairs or had left for work. As I reached the top of the stairs, I spotted Lord Atwood in the living room, holding a newspaper. “Nora! Good morning, my child,” his cheerful voice was a boost to my energy. “Morning!” I replied, “Have you seen Natalya anywhere?” I asked, noticing a frown forming on his forehead. “What do you mean, have I seen her?” he chuckled. “She left early this morning. I thought you knew.” His smile faded when he saw my confusion. “Oh! She left? Who- who dropped her off?” I felt lost and upset that she left without a word. “She asked the driver to take her. I wasn’t even aware. I’m guessing it was around 5:30 am. It was only when the driver returned that he told me where he went so early,” Lord Atwood said, lowering

the newspaper and watching my face as I stood on the stairs, lost in thought. “Are you okay?” he asked. I nodded before swallowing hard to moisten my throat. “I’m fine.” Back in my bedroom, I started calling her phone, but my calls went unanswered every time. Me: Natalya! Did you go back to the hostel? Me: Why didn’t you wake me up? I sent several messages after that, but she never responded. I spent the entire day in worry and confusion. But deep down, I assumed she would speak to me once she had calmed down. “Nora!” I heard Lord Atwood call for me, and I jumped out of bed to meet him outside my room. He was standing beside Ryker, who leaned against the wall, a naughty smirk playing on his lips. “Yes?” I asked, trying to avoid Ryker’s distracting s**nes*s. “Ryker is heading to drop off some papers at the council’s office. But he was supposed to take care of you tonight. because I have to meet up with the warriors at the border. If you have no homework, why don’t you join him for the car ride? He’ll take you back home before midnight so you can rest and get a good sleep for school in the morning,” Lord Atwood suggested, waiting for my response. His way of giving me so much importance and respect always amazed me but also made me feel special. “Okay!” I nodded faintly. frowning at Ryker. Lord Atwood walked away, and Ryker straightened his back. But his comment shook. me the most. “I will go change,” I uttered awkwardly, feeling shy under his intense gaze. I don’t know why he had suddenly decided to take me with him but his smirk suggested something was definitely up. I frowned as he clicked his tongue and shook his head, almost like asking me to stop. He then narrowed his gaze into my face and in a very deep voice, uttered, “Don’t change, you look good in those booty shorts.” 87.011Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.