Chapter 17 Alpha's Rut Period

• Three weeks had passed since his recovery and the Alpha of Alpha is near out of his mind. The Cub has awakened something inside of him. He can't explain it any other way than it is a feeling that he hasn't known before. It's an overwhelming force, a desire, a want, a need for something more. But what it was, is something he couldn't place his finger on and he isn't sure if he wants to find out. All Conri knew is that this desire will not be quenched until it is sated, whether by violence or kindness. He wants to know what that something feels like and the only logical course of action right now is to go after it. To follow his instincts and experience that which has drawn him so strongly since the night he woke from that curse. He needed to do something, anything. Anything but sit here, doing nothing and wasting away. This feeling of urgency, of danger, this urge makes Conri feel as though his body and soul are being pulled one way while his head in another direction. Like the two parts of himself have some internal conflict going on between themselves and are trying to decide who should take center stage. And it scares him beyond reason.
• This feeling is making his heart race and his breathing faster and heavier and he doesn't know why. What does it mean? How does he stop it? He doesn't even know where to begin. He just needs to do something. He was starting to sweat profusely at this point. He isn't ready for this. Not now. It feels wrong to let it control him, but it's too strong for him to ignore. He's powerless against it. It calls him, beckoning him. But every time he tries to move a muscle in his body, he can't seem to make his feet work. His hands won't move either. It's as though they aren't even attached to him. He feels as if his mind has been removed and his senses disconnected. His heart pounds furiously in his chest as the feeling grows stronger.
• The longer he stares into space, the greater the pressure he finds himself in. Everything seems too much to handle and it is all making him dizzy. He's sweating profusely again as a wave of anxiety sweeps over him. His eyes widened, his Lycan restless and growling, his breaths grew short and irregular as he tried to calm down. A shiver goes up his spine and his body starts to shake uncontrollably. He is losing control but he doesn't know why. He can't control himself anymore. Rafa began to crawl out, and Conri groaned painfully. Shifting has never been painful but now it is. It felt as if his skin were being ripped apart, peeled off layer by layer, and sewn back together with invisible needles. It hurt.