Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 91

Zeke Storm

Baron Diego, the man who pretended he was one of our academy teachers, a makeshift father to Naya, and a friend to us all, He killed Alpha Storm. It took everything in me not to rip off his throat the moment he opened his mouth to speak. Up close, he was nothing like the things I mentioned.

Instead, he was perverted and playful. Kyle better suited his character than me.

But Kyle was also on the verge of losing it. I could see the wheels in his head turning even though he gave a tight-lipped smile to the Alpha murderer. My question was why he had chosen to act like he wasn't any of those things. I sighed, walking past the both of them to meet a crowd different from what I knew back at home.

If my mother could see me right now, she would say that I was doing well blending in with the strange crowd. It took me a while to realize that they were Alpha's from different parts of the world. I could see them scrutinizing me from the corner of their eyes. ...who is he?"

...he smells different."

"..Like the forest...

...polluted like the Wolf Cove wolves."

"... But so young and handsome..."

....Unusual, guarantee...

I snapped my head in-the direction of the voice, and none of them flinched like the maids would have back at home.

Hm. This would be a different experience for me. Here, the pheromones in the air bounced off the walls, and I was certain no omega would survive in this heat without their mates.

"Wow... look at them." Flame beamed. If I didn't know him as a sadistic wolf, I would have thought he was actually happy with this turn of events. "I can picture their wolves seizing me up and asking for a challenge. Naya would be the coldest of all these." Flame muttered in my head with a bored tone.

He has never been an excited wolf, and anytime he was excited, it was for something really pervasive or evil. He was a possessive motherfucker too, because how come he never says anything without mentioning Naya these days?

"You're in denial. It's not my fault" Flame shrugged like the lazy, energetic a*****e he was. Then he raised his head in shock, and I thought something had happened. "Look who decided to be silent today. You." He laid his head on the softest part of my head. The fucker.

"Whose personality did you take after again?" I asked Flame a bit aggressively, because he was right. I wasn't myself in such a crowd. I may look to be doing well, but I knew I was feeling crazy.

"Alpha?" Someone brushed soft fingers against my arms.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see Kyle freezing in his tracks to take in everything that has been thrown at us without a moment of rest. Was / wrong in coming here?

What if this was a trap? Then I may have fallen deeper

--than I acknowledged."

I whipped my head in the direction of the voice. It was a male, probably his mate by his side. He had a bright smile on his face and was dressed like everyone here. In strange coats and shoes. Whatever happened to looking good in three-piece clothing? "And you are?" I placed both hands in pockets, scrutinizing them. My father has always been the cold one, and I planned on keeping his reputation. However, it could not save him from being killed because there was a mole.

I will replace out soon enough.

"Alpha Bret of the Black Desert pack, and this is my wife, Breta." He was a bit too enthusiastic to introduce himself. It made me wonder if Alpha Storm or Marley knew him. Ah!

They were called desert wolves, agile and able to camouflage, yet I see nothing in their Alpha. He seems to blend in with Baron Diego's desire for clothing, though.

I frowned. Wife? "You mean, mate?"

He cackled a bit, attracting unwanted attention. I detested it. "Mate, yes."

He was insinuating that I wasn't learned, whereas we were as learned as every other person here. We just don't flaunt it around. We weren't barbarians with a few civilizational ideas to build our pack. The earlier they learned that, thebetter for us all during this meeting. "Why aren't you dressed like your pack's name? You guys are the dessert wolves, right?" I narrowed my eyes on his bracelet, made of desert sands that had solidified in heat and were exible to wear. He had one for his wife, too. Their facial expressions were of the desert too. While other wolves had shorter muzzles, they stretched longer than normal and their eyes were thinner than usual. They hardly leave a mess while changing into their wolves. They were clean, but also few in number. All these distinguish the desert wolf from the forest wolf. The academy made sure to teach, which is the difference between us all.

It explained why he sounded so desperate to me.

Considering that fact, Baron Diego must have taken advantage of his love for his pack and turned him into this.

A parade.

Alpha Bret seemed a bit nervous, which was usual for an alpha.'

"The last time I saw you, this meeting was taking place at your pack. You were a baby then. You and your brother."

I blinked at his words. "You knew my mother?"

Alpha Bret was young, but his eyes held generations of experience.

"You are the youngest person here. Haven't you noticed?"

I swallowed hard. He was right. No wonder I have the looks. Every Alpha here was either in their fifties or looked like they were in their thirties. I was the only one whose eighteenth birthday was in a week. Jeez. I see what Flame talked about. Maybe I should rest. "I have noticed. How about we discuss this tomorrow morning?" I had a lot of questions. The first one was how the f**k this meeting was moved over this stupid pack Secondly, why was he approaching me like he hadn't heard of my father's death yet? I should not have left the pack until my father had a proper burial. Has my adventure for revenge made me forget my family at home?

It was time for me to retire for the night. I turned to where I found Kyle earlier. Whoa, he was still there. For how long?

He was not spared from the glares either, and even more so because he had Naya draped over him. I was glad my silly brother thought quickly of tying her purple hair with a back nontransparent scarf. A woman gestured to a hallway, and I knew she was directing him to where we would retire for the night.

I reached out to remind Kyle that I was still here. "On second thoughts, I'll join you. We need to regroup and think of our next course of action." I felt more comfortable with both of them than in a room full of Alphas forced to come together because of politics. To me, they were all desperate for something, and I wasn't. I sighted Baron Diego whispering something to a woman. The same woman Yaughed hard before jerking her head towards her and saying something else.

Jeez, he couldn't be more shameful, right? Suddenly, I found myself regretting my decision to come here.

"Get a grip of yourself." Flame growled angrily. "You make me sick with all your negativity."

Ha! His words were supposed to make me upset. Instead, they made me grin. You live for negativity. You are just lucky someone like Naya has come into our lives."

Someone like Naya Look at me directly falling into Flame's trap. I knew it from the way he smirked. It was a wicked one.

"I see," he said, disappearing into darkness. There was something he was going to do now. I clicked the roof of my tongue only to replace Kyle staring at me like I had grown ten heads.

Rolling my eyes, I gave him the answer he wanted. "I am just tired." I wasn't tired physically, as I could take on fifteen Alpha's alone, but strength wouldn't see me through all this tonight. I'll have to give this one a flame. I need Naya.

The halls blurred past, but I trust Flame to remember which way we went even without trying to be so focused. He had a certain gift I didn't have. The woman stopped in front of two rooras. I'll give it to Baron Diego; he certainly knew how to entertain his guests. The hallway is really pretty.

"This would be your quarters. It is away from the other guests, so you don't have to worry about privacy. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner will be communicated to you through the telephone in your rooms. If you need anything, dial the number one for service." All were fancy, fancy, fancy.

They made me dizzy, so dizzy that I wanted nothing more than to lie down with Naya and my brother, Kyle.