(Author's POV)
"No~ … you can't have them," Myra muttered, her tone defiant, her eyes blazing like wildfire.
Elisa gave her an amused look and asked, "And why do you say that?"
Zeroing her hazels on Elisa, Myra mouthed word by word, "Because~ … the Everests Brothers are mine." Her tone was firm, possessive even. "I, Myra Miracle, am their fated mate. So, you, Elisa, demon queen or whatever you are, cannot claim my mates. They belong to me."
Listening to her confession, Elisa was left dumbfounded, her mouth wide open in shock. But that lasted only for five seconds. She cackled and then burst out loud like a child, "HAHAHAHHAH ahhahahhahah~~ …. you are there, what? ….. BwaHAhahahAHaahaha …." Her hand was on her mouth as she continued her maniacal laughter to Myra's face. Her devotees joined in again; their shared laughter casting an eerie chill to the atmosphere.
On Elisa's open mocking, neither Myra's eyes nor her body language faltered; they remained as is.
