Vincent's room was locked from the inside, and Lucas got more and more impatient waiting outside as he knocked. He couldn't help tapping his foot anxiously on the ground, eager for Vincent to answer the door.
Finally, the door swung open, revealing Vincent's somewhat disheveled appearance. Lucas looked at him sternly, a mix of frustration and disappointment on his face.
"You've kept me waiting for far too long," Lucas said with a touch of arrogance in his voice, his impatience evident.
Vincent's eyes dropped to the floor, a clear sign of remorse. He stammered, "I-I'm sorry, Alpha Lucas. Please forgive me for my mistake."
"No," Lucas replied firmly, stepping closer to Vincent. "What you've done is beyond forgiveness."
"Al-pha Lucas!" Vincent cried out, his voice filled with desperation. The sound echoed through the hallways, causing heads to turn and people to take notice of the commotion.
Suddenly, a cheerful voice broke through the tension. "Wow! Alpha Lucas, you are so handsome and cool!" It was Kyra, unable to contain her admiration. Her eyes turned heart as she watched Lucas.
Lucas glanced at Kyra, a small smile forming on his face. He blew her a playful kiss, and she caught it, placing it lovingly over her heart.
With a firm grip on Vincent's neck, Lucas prepared to deliver his punishment----
"LUCAS!" Kyra exclaimed, shaking him gently. Lucas snapped out of his daze, his eyes widening as he focused on Kyra and the room around him.
"Are you daydreaming? You seem lost," Kyra asked, concerned, as she noticed his absentmindedness.
"Heh-heh, no, nothing," Lucas replied sheepishly, unable to contain a mischievous grin.
Suddenly, the door swung open, catching both their attention. They turned to see Vincent standing there.
Vincent's black hair was still damp, water droplets glistening on his face. His deep, blood-red eyes locked onto Kyra and Lucas. His muscular chest was bare, revealing his well-defined physique, including his lightly toned six-pack abs. He appeared to be in his half-snake form, with dark scales adding a dangerous allure to his presence.
Kyra blushed, her gaze drawn to the sight of the half-naked man before her. Sensing her reaction, Lucas quickly positioned himself in front of Kyra, shielding her from Vincent's view.
"Dude! Snake! Don't you have any manners? You can't just show up half-naked in front of a female," Lucas scolded, giving Vincent a stern look.
"Are you worried that I'll steal your female?" Vincent smirked, enjoying Lucas's growing anger.
"Who's worried? I'm way handsomer and stronger than you. I have plenty of qualities, like singing, dancing, and hunting," Lucas boasted arrogantly.
Meanwhile, Kyra facepalmed herself behind Lucas, silently wishing she could pretend she didn't know this wolf.
Vincent raised an eyebrow, observing Kyra's reaction. A small, fleeting smile appeared on his face, only to vanish quickly.
"Kyraaaaa!" A little head popped up from behind, and Toma's eyes sparkled with excitement as he spotted Kyra.
Kyra crouched down, her face lighting up with a smile as Toma ran towards her, embracing her tightly. It made her feel warm and content.
Meanwhile, Vincent observed the scene before him and quietly retreated back into the room.
Lucas couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as he watched Kyra hugging Toma so affectionately.
"Hey, little guy, you know it's not right to hug someone else's female," Lucas spoke, a hint of envy in his voice. Kyra stood up, holding Toma in her arms.
"Whose female? Kyra is my female," Toma protested.
"Nope! She's my female, little guy," Lucas spoke, playfully booping Toma's nose.
Toma's eyes widened, betrayed by the declaration. He looked at Kyra with a hurt expression.
"Lucas..." Kyra gave Lucas a look and kissed Toma's forehead. "Don't worry, when you grow up, I'll still be here waiting for you."
Upon hearing Kyra's words, Toma stuck out his tongue at Lucas, who simply rolled his eyes.
Vincent came back after drying himself off and noticed the interaction, realizing that he had misunderstood Kyra's previous actions.
"Toma, why don't you go play with your friends? We have something important to discuss," Vincent suggested, and Toma nodded eagerly before running downstairs to find his friends.
"Follow me," Vincent said, guiding them to the left side of the corridor where a huge brown door with a delicate patterns. He opened the door, revealing a vast hall with a majestic throne in the center. Vincent walked towards it and sat down gracefully.
"Take a seat," he gestured towards the sofas. Lucas and Kyra settled themselves as Vincent clapped his hands.
"Bring Emma and her males here," he commanded. As he spoke, two viper snakes appeared and nodded in acknowledgment.
Kyra leaned towards Lucas and whispered in his ear, "Is he some kind of king or something?"
"Of course he is. He's the feral king of our feral group." Suddenly, someone whispered from behind, startling Kyra while Lucas shot stink eyes at the intruder.