Undiscovered Connections

Chapter 5

I wake up feeling sticky and with a slight headache, rolling over to check the time I see I’ve been asleep for a good 10 hours. As I started to move, I sensed a dull ache all over my body. Huh, probably from being up for too long and working a long shift. Plus running away from… from all four boys. God this was so messed up. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. 

I slowly roll out of bed and decide to have a shower. I grab my towel and cleaning products and slip out my door, heading towards the communal showers. Luckily, I’m the only one in here at the moment, seems like most people are either already out or still asleep. 

I get into a shower cubicle and peel off my clothes from yesterday, they’re sticky with sweat and the stupid pink tank top just reminds me of all the disastrous events of yesterday. Kicking it aside, I enter the warm stream of water. I would love a long, drawn out shower but the heating costs extra so we all get a hot water for the first 5 minutes before it turns tepid. With this in mind I start to hurriedly rub soap all over my body to maximise the warm water. As I start to soap up my body, I notice a distinct ache in my breasts, as if I was on my period, but worse. I also begin to notice a dull ache in my legs, around my hips. 

Oh s**t, it is only now that I look down at my body that I notice the change. 

Going through an imprint is like going through a second puberty, usually the effects are quite slow and appear over the first month of imprinting. But apparently when you’re imprinted to four different people the effects come on a lot quicker. 

My boobs have noticeably increased in size, and the curve of my hips and bum also seems more pronounced. I quickly finish up showering and towel myself down, wrapping it securely around me as I rush to the bathroom mirrors. 

My face looks more or less the same but there seems to be a glow to my skin, all my usual imperfections look like they’ve been rubbed out and my skin tone is far more even than it has ever been. 

Even my hair has a bit of a new shine to it… Well s**t. I guess there were some perks to being imprinted but this change was way too sudden! It shouldn’t be happening this quickly. I feel a small bubble of panic begin to rise in my chest. How was I supposed to deal with four imprinted males?? There must be a way to reverse this, remove all the imprints or transfer them to someone else? 

I didn’t know if that was possible but I was clutching at straws. I made up my mind, I was going to change this all. 

I grab all my shower stuff and old clothes and make my way back to my room in a blur of thoughts. I need to figure out what my next step is. 

As I was so wrapped up in my thoughts, I didn’t notice the way that my door was left on the latch when before I had left it closed. That’s why I didn’t suspect anything as I swung into my room, chucking my clothes in the direction of my hamper and shutting the door firmly behind me. 

A low wolf whistle broke through the fog of my thoughts as I swung back around and only then did I clock the presence of the four other people in my room. f**k. 

Lying across my bed was Dylan, at his feet was Dante, sitting on my desk was Benny smirking casually at me and standing by my window, leaning against the sill was Logan. All of them were staring intensely at me. I could feel their gazes on my body and I quickly flushed with the realisation that all I had on was my towel.

“How did you get in here?” I blurted out, looking frantically between them and clutching my towel closer to my body. 

“Well..” Logan starts but then promptly has to clear his throat as it broke as soon as he started speaking. It seems like they were also going through their second puberty pretty quickly, when he went to speak again, his melodic voice that I remembered so clearly from the day before had taken on a new, deeper note to it, still beautiful but way more commanding. “Uhmhm, well, it actually isn’t that hard a place to get into, seems they didn’t think it was a place worth securing with the lack of stuff worth stealing, no offense.” 

Although I agreed with him, I was still affronted by the attack on my humble room. 

“If you don’t like it, then why are you even here?” I spat out angrily, clutching my towel closer to me as Logan advanced towards me. The presence of all four of them was starting to cloud my mind and the clarity I had felt when I first realised they were there was starting to slip away. 

“Well, who can resist the sweet pull of you, little love?” said Benny from the desk where he had also risen to start coming towards me. 

The more they advanced, the more I felt trapped, but oddly pulled to them at the same time. I didn’t want them there but I also didn’t want them away. 

“Nope” I cut them off quickly, “step back, right now. I don’t want this, this isn’t natural or normal and I need my own space so I can deal with it!” 

“So feisty” Dylan drawled, he had risen from my bed and together with Dante, had started moving closer. “We don’t want to frighten you cutie, we just have some things we need to say… and some things we want to do”, he said that last part with a cheeky smile as he looked me up and down. 

“I don’t get what there is for us to do” I stuttered out, knowing full well what he was insinuating, and I don’t think it was all that innocent …  “but if you know anything more about how this ended up happening, than I’m all ears.” 

At that point, Dante reached my side, leaning against the door next to me and reaching out to grab a tendril of my hair, curling it around his finger and giving it a light tug. 

“Sweetpea, there is nothing to be worried about” his voice was significantly deeper than yesterday and had a gravelly texture to it which was both masculine and alluring. “We just want to chat to you about what’s going on” he leant even closer so his lips brushed my ear sending shivers up my body. “We just want to get to know you better” he whispered and a small kernel of warmth unfolded in my lower stomach. 

Damn, these boys were definitely trouble.