Chapter 8 Primal Hunger

"This is fucking insane!" Lucas backed away, running his fingers through his dark hair. His blue eyes were wide with panic as he stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "There's something wrong with you. We can't be mates. We're siblings!"

I stood paralyzed against the wall, feeling oddly calm despite the chaos erupting around me. While Lucas paced frantically across his bedroom floor, I found myself pondering the revelation with unexpected clarity.

Having an Alpha King like Lucas as my mate could actually protect me from the mysterious figure haunting my nightmares. Maybe the four Alpha brothers would shield me together—or share me, following their family's tradition of sharing everything.

"Say something!" Lucas yelled, his voice cracking with frustration as he tried to understand why I wasn't freaking out like he was. I couldn't explain my thought process to him. This is what happens when I don't take my pills.

"You're just standing there, accepting this sick shit like it's normal. It's fucking repulsive!" His face contorted with disgust as he yanked the black bag from under his bed and stormed to his closet, grabbing clothes and shoving them inside with aggressive movements. "I'm getting out of here before this gets worse."

I remained motionless, my body refusing to respond to my brain's commands.

When Lucas passed me, he hurled my phone directly at me. It struck my cheek with surprising force, the sharp pain finally snapping me from my trance.

"My pills!" I gasped, suddenly remembering why I'd come to his room in the first place.

"Stay the fuck away from me, freak!" He pushed past me into the hallway.

I stared after him in silence, momentarily forgetting to follow. Maybe he would remember why I was pursuing him, but that didn't happen. He bolted away, and I couldn't even keep up with his long strides as he disappeared down the corridor.

At the end of the hall, I heard him barking orders to a security guard. "Lock my room. Don't let anyone in, especially her."

By the time I thought to check his room for my missing pills, the guard had already secured the door.

Silver energy pulsed beneath my skin, and I felt myself fracturing—my human consciousness battling with my wolf for control. She was stirring more powerfully with each passing minute, threatening to overwhelm me completely.

Taking away my medicines just because he wanted to see how crazy my wolf was—that was a dangerous move by Lucas.

I lowered my face and fixated my eyes on my arms, watching goosebumps rise across my pale skin.

The sound of vehicles pulling into the driveway caught my attention. Through the window, I spotted Dominic leading a group of trainees to the garden for their daily session.

"Dominic can get the key from the guards," I whispered before pushing myself off the wall and rushing out of the mansion. The warm sunlight hit my face as I stepped outside, stopping me in my tracks.

It's weird to say, but it felt like I hadn't felt the sun on my skin in so long. Every ray seemed to dance across my flesh, bringing sensations I'd never experienced before. Resuming my walk, I reached the garden to find Dominic and the students performing stretches.

I hadn't communicated with any of my stepbrothers except for Lucas so far. I assumed I would be very shy around Dominic, but that wasn't the case—at least not at that moment. I felt a weird surge of energy that made me push past all hesitation and emerge as someone bold and confident.

"Dominic!" I called without hesitation.

The Silver Crown Pack trainees turned in shock, watching their instructor approach this unfamiliar girl interrupting their sacred training session. Dominic's expression darkened, but he stepped away from the group, his amber eyes narrowing as he approached me.

He grabbed my arm, pulling me away from the garden toward a more private area. The contact sent electric currents through my body—not just touching my skin but reaching something deeper, connecting with my awakening wolf.

"I can walk by myself," I protested, though secretly thrilled by the sensation of his fingers against my skin.

Once inside, he released me, but the warmth of his touch lingered.

"What was that?" he demanded, his voice rougher than usual, deep and commanding.

I couldn't help noticing how attractive he was—his broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, strong arms covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and perfectly defined abs visible through his thin training shirt. His jaw clenched when he spoke, making my heart race and my body respond in ways I didn't understand.

Shit!

What the fuck is going on?

I asked my mind over and over again. I couldn't help but notice every little detail of his sexy body, cataloging each feature with primal interest. My eyes traced the veins in his forearms, the sharp cut of his jawline, the fullness of his lips as they pressed together in annoyance.

"What is it? What did you want?" he yelled again. I looked down to avoid his beautiful amber eyes that seemed to pierce straight through me.

"Lucas stole my medication," I managed to say.

There was a pause in his reaction, which made me raise my face and stare at him. He was looking upstairs, not even looking at me, and it hurt me a little.

Was I not attractive enough for him?

His brother had noticed me well enough. Why was Dominic so uptight and distant?

Dominic commanded a guard to bring Lucas's room key. He headed upstairs to search for my pills.

I stood there for a while before I walked upstairs to help him look for my bottle.

When I entered the room, the sight before me was unexpected and shocking.

Dominic sat on the bed, shirtless, his pants open. "I was wondering when you'd come," he smiled, his eyes flashing dangerously as he patted the space beside him. "I know you want it, so come here. Get on your knees and be a good girl."

I was feeling hot throughout my body, every vein pumping more blood than needed. I gulped audibly, my throat suddenly parched as my eyes fixated on how he softly ran his finger over the shaft of his impressive manhood. I shuddered at the sight, desires burning my skin and my throat growing drier by the second.

My wolf howled within me, demanding satisfaction. I wanted to quench my thirst by drinking from his hard, big dick.