Free Full Moon Lockdown by Jackie Nacht

Colin’s.
    Colin mewled.
    Sloan growled, going for his shirt.
    And then Sloan was ripped away from him, dammit.
    Colin glared at Rayce and Malach who were holding Sloan by the arms. Sloan put up a struggle at first, and then with a flash of his hazel eyes, it was all gone.
    “What the fuck are you two doing? Full moon's tomorrow, you both know the rules.” Malach looked back and forth between them like he expected one or both of them to answer.
    Colin didn’t have an answer to give. He had no clue what came over him. It could be that Sloan had acted because of how close it was to the full moon, but him…hell, he’d been sick. Rubbing his forehead, for the first time he was questioning himself on not telling anyone why he had been sick. Was this going to cause more harm than good to Sloan by not being seen? Colin wearily stared at Malach, ready to spill when all hell broke loose down the hall.
    Malach and Rayce took off as two Alphas began pounding on each other. The small crowd that gathered around them seemed to close in to see the action down the hall. The only ones that didn't move closer were Dalton and Knox.
    Sloan grabbed ahold of his own hair, pulling it hard then turned and walked across the hall where he put his hands on the wall, letting his head flop forward as Sloan took slow, deep breaths.
    Knox stood there for a moment, before commanding, “All of us, in my room now.”
    Colin waited until Sloan pushed his hands off the wall and began tailing his best friend.
    Colin and Sloan went to sit on the bed, but Knox stopped them. “I don’t fucking think so. You both stand.”
    Colin glanced over at Sloan who shrugged and leaned his back against the wall.
    “So what’s going on, you two?” Knox stood in the middle of his room, arms crossed like he was scolding two teenagers caught necking, well…never mind.
    Sloan gave him a curious stare, but Colin knew it was time. Worrying his friends this long was ridiculous.
    “Sloan and I have been seeing each other,” Colin confessed.
    Knox snorted. “That’s not anything we don’t know, but something else is going on.” Knox pointed at him. “You’ve been sick as fuck until this morning, and you—” Knox turned on Sloan. “You practically fucked him out in the hallway and would have if no one stepped in. That isn’t like you.”
    Sloan slumped over, squatting down and scrubbing his face. Colin watched his lover, feeling guilty as hell. “We had sex.” A blush crept into his cheeks at admitting his personal life to his friends.
    Dalton shook his head. “So does half the residents in the compound.”
    “I bit him,” Sloan mumbled.
    “Bit him?” Knox's eyebrows rose damn near to his hairline.
    “I bit him too,” Colin whispered. He would not have Sloan carry this on his own.
    “Is that why you’ve been sick?” Dalton talked gently to him. Colin was thankful he wasn’t shouting at him. He wasn’t sure he could handle it any other way right now.
    Sloan stood up. “We think so. He wasn’t sick until after we were…” Sloan rubbed the back of his neck before finishing, “together. Colin’s bite mark got infected.”
    Reaching up, Colin grabbed Sloan’s hand, stilling it before pulling it down and holding it.
    Dalton approached them. “May I take a look at it? I’ve helped the physicians, maybe I can help you.”
    Colin slid his shirt over, revealing his mark.
    “Damn, Sloan, you damn near chewed his shoulder off.” Knox was leaning over Dalton’s shoulder so he could see his wound.
    “His was just as bad, but it healed.” Colin squeezed Sloan’s hand. He really didn’t want anyone seeing his bite. He felt protective of it.
    “So, you bit Sloan too?” Dalton was tentatively touching it. Sloan reached over and removed Dalton’s fingers.
    “Please, don’t touch him.” Sloan growled.
    Dalton’s hands shot up in surrender. “Sorry. It’s almost like you two mated, but Colin hasn’t shifted yet and you didn’t tear each