nothing wrong with the way we just made love, Rip. We just have to be careful we don’t get too carried away. You need to tell me if I go too far.” Brendan reached up and kissed him.
“You need to let me know, too. I’ll listen.”
“I know you will, and I’ll listen to you, too, mate.” Brendan smiled up at him.
“Should we go and take a shower again before we head to breakfast and class. I’ll scrub you down.” Ripley waggled his eyebrows, making Brendan laugh, and that was what he set out to do.
Chapter Ten
The last couple of days had gone well with Ripley. Brendan felt himself falling harder every day. The two spent every moment together and had made love again the night before. Brendan was still feeling the effects. Sitting on his yoga mat, he squirmed, unable to find a comfortable position.
Looking under his lashes, Brendan sought out Ripley who was meditating on the mat in front of him. Ripley kept rolling his head, adjusting his neck, but his mate seemed entirely uncomfortable.
Brendan tried to focus, but his thoughts kept veering, thinking about Sloan and Colin, whose shifting was coming up. Would Knox's shift be better than last month? And Dalton was going to have his first shift…would he be okay? And poor Oren who had been moved to his room but was still ill and having nightmares.
Then, there was Ripley. Would he be okay this coming full moon? What would happen to him? Brendan glanced down at his mat and all but gave up on meditating. It just wasn’t in the cards that day with his thoughts on the people he cared about.
The class ended, and Brendan watched Ripley shoot up to put his mat away. The full moon was getting closer, and in a couple days, they would have to go into lockdown.
Brendan glanced down, not getting up. He could feel his wolf inside him, stirring and moving. He remembered the previous night, feeling his wolf at peace after they had made love, but now, it felt like his wolf was pissed and ready to make an appearance.
Getting up, Brendan went to put his mat away. Ripley was already waiting for him by the door. After placing his mat at the top of the others, he ran over to where Ripley was growling at an Alpha passing by. Nice.
“What’s going on with you?” Brendan glanced up at Ripley’s gray eyes and almost took a step back.
They were too wild for the number of days left until the full moon. “Your eyes, Rip.”
Ripley tugged on the ends of his dark hair. “I know. I need to go talk to Malach.”
They left in search of Malach and found him near the cafeteria where they were starting to serve lunch.
Malach turned and got one good look at Ripley before he said, “Come.”
Brendan followed; the two wondering what the hell was going on.
Malach led them to Ripley’s room. “How long have you been like this?”
“Since this morning and it’s getting worse.” Ripley rubbed at his arms.
“You’re still forty-eight hours out. I’ll have someone get you lunch while you try to calm down in here. If you can't, I’ll talk to Elder Lewis.” Malach left, leaving Brendan and Ripley alone.
“I’ve never been through a shift. Should I be feeling this way?” Ripley paced his room, steps aggressive.
“Everyone shifts differently in the beginning, but feeling agitated this early is unusual. Tell me what you’re feeling.” Brendan leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. He was beginning to feel that his shift was going to be a train wreck.
“I feel like I want to fucking hurt anyone that’s near you. I wanted to go after everyone in that damn meditation class. I don’t want anyone near you. You’re mine.” Ripley voice dropped an octave on the last word.
Brendan came off the wall and approached Ripley. “Hey.”
Ripley continued to pace.
“Hey,” Brendan said more harshly. It worked. Ripley stopped and began rubbing his chest. “Whatever’s going on, we’ll get through this together.”
Ripley wrapped his arms around him. “You