Chapter 79

Miguel's pov

Donald rolls his eyes "if he decided to kill me instead of listening to the voice or reasoning will you two still be here?" he narrows his eyes at his brothers who are sporting a guilty look on their faces.

"He didn't kill you right? you're as alive as we all are" Daniel said with a smile before he strode in like he owns the place.

"What're you three talking about?" I looked at the three in confusion "  you had me at hello." 

" The two of them sent the sacrificial lamb being me, to the slaughter,"  as Donald says those words, he still have a look directed towards his brothers.

I was a little confused at his words, but when I got the gist, I laughed like everything's fine, and have always being fine, and the two brothers when the saw me laughing joined me.

Donald looked at me with a hurt expression on his face "you're not going to scold them? you're joining them to laugh at my expense?"

I shake my head at his childish words " it's a difficult thing not to laugh at their words."

I tried to suppress my laughter, but it came on coming without giving a sign it wants to stop.

The two brothers sat on the bed beside me "we're glad you decided to give us a chance" Daniel smiles at Donald

"he's always the one we rely on to take us out of deep shit." he gives me a look "sorry for cussing, but he's our one voice of reasoning, he's our solid ground in a sinking sand."

Donald smiles " glad you know of my importance, don't forget that!"

Looking at the three playful bantered, who would have thought them animals capable to ripping their victim's head from it's body?

Damien took my hands in his "am glad you decided to give us another chance even after you know of what we're."

I smile " I will have to blindly trust the three of you not to do anything funny."

Donald shakes his head "we rather cut off our head than allow anything bad happen to you," he caresses my face "you're it for us Miguel." 

I stylishly removed their hands from my body " I want to go home." 

At my words their bright face became downcast as if I told them of murdering their puppy.

"Please stay and have lunch with us?" They give me a good puppy dog eyes, one am unable to say no to even if I desperately want to.

"Only if it's as delicious as..." I wanted to say as the one I ate on the night I found out they're wolves, but I let it slide.

I don't want to ever recall that dreadful night, a night I almost thought I will die, no scratch that off, a night I almost died.

" It's more than delicious, I prepared it by myself," Damien says with pride in his voice.

Smiling at their happy faces, I walked into the bathroom to take care of my morning business.

Who knows how smelly my mouth is, yet they three with me didn't even blink as I talked.

Am more than surprised when I saw a new toothbrush in there, towel and clothes that looks to be my side hanged where the other towels are supposed to be kept..

Silently thanking the males, I brushed my teeth, took my bathe, and applied a lotion I saw in there.

"You look good?" Donald comments the moment I stepped out of bathroom, more refreshed than I was when I entered.

"Just good?" I roll my eyes at his stupid compliment "you can do better than just good".

"Truth? you want me to tell you exactly what I think of you right now?" he gives me a challenging look.

I nod "you have to tell me how I exactly look." 

"You look too ravishing to me, I might confiscate you to this bed, and for weeks after am through with you, you won't work properly,"  he bites his lips.

I blushed at his words "pervert!"

I run out of the room before he can make true his words.

As much as I've wanted them to do just that to me, I need to get used to the idea of them being animals as well as humans before I allow them anywhere near me.

Without bothering to answer to the looks the other two in the kitchen are giving to me, I sat on a chair I have a strong conviction is my own.

"Bring the food on,"  I order my waiter

"you have to serve me well if you want a tip." I smile coyly.

Waiters as I've learnt love the word tip.

Daniel stood up at my words "I can serve you if you want, Milady,"  he bows low.

I suppressed a giggle and an eye roll as I look at him bent to half like those ancient movies butlers.

"You might rise,"  I dainty raised my fingers up,"I've already got a server." 

Donald and Damien who've been watching the exchange, burst out into uncontrollable laughter.

"You two are comical. Daniel have found a play mate,"  Donald smiled.

"Haven't you also got a word exchange mate?" he asked Donald.

Damien looked at them as they bantered back and forth, his happy face turned into a frown.

I don't know the reason for his mood change, one minute he's happy and the other he looks like a person whose puppy was taken from him.

"He's insecure," Donald  whispers under his breath. I guess he's trying not to alert Damien of what he's telling me.

I looked at Donald in question, but he nods towards Damien "show him," he  paused

" Make him know he's loved and not neglected."

With that said Donald walked over to his seat, leaving a confused old me to think on his words.

How can you get an insecure person to know you truly care for him?

How can I make him feel among?