“Lie! Don’t lie to me, Kimberly.” Locking right in her eyes, I demand the truth. She sucks in a breath, staring at my eyes. Her hand goes up to touch my face. “Your eyes.” That’s all she says before placing her hand to her sides. She looks embarrassed she touched me
“No. I don’t want to get fat close my eyes, shaking my head.
“you need to eat. You need to put on weight so your pup grows strong. He can’t grow if you don’t eat.” Her shoulders bunch forward.
Helping her off the exam table, I bring her into my office.
off the exa
“Do you mind coming into the office for just a moment?” I avoid his eyes. This has to stop. She needs food or else she and her pup’s lives will be endangered. No matter what I think of her brother, I have a duty to do. I notice Dr. Valentine’s office door is wide open.
Clayton walks in, breathing through his mouth. He sits close to his sister, who’s looking like she’s in trouble. His arm goes around her shoulder with a Title rib and a ruffle of her hair
“Don’t do that, Clay You’re messing up my hair.” He gives her a smile, a real beautiful, brotherly smile that does things to my body.
I can see him looking around at my pictures on the wall, of the newborns with me holding them
“Clayton.” His hand grips onto the armrest. I think I hear it crack with the force. I can see hair starting to come on his forearms. He gets up off his chair, turning his back on the both of us, his hand on the door as if he’s trying to turn it open, but his claws are starting to descend, making it impossible. He’s trying to breathe through his mouth, big chest heaving, mind cleansing breaths
I need to say something for him to get control of himself. I think my mouth is open slightly, along with Kimberly’s at the moment. It’s rare for hill–grown males to fight sin against fur
“Your sister hasn’t been eating properly since Luna Catherine is gone. Someone needs to keep an eye on her. She needs to eat at least five times a day. She needs good food, natural food” Kimberly’s head hangs low, shoulders hunched. It she were in wolf form, her tail would be between her legs.
“Kim, why haven’t you been eating?” His words are muttled slightly, and his whole body turns toward her in concern. His attention is only on her. His shift is stopping.
“I didn’t want to get fat. If I get fat, then he won’t like me anymore. He’ll reject me for someone else.” Big fat tears start trailing down her face. I get a tissue for her, coming to stand in front of her. I get down on my knees so we are both equals in this room. His warm breath is hitting the side of my face; my skin goosebumps naturally
“Your mate won’t think you’re getting fat. He will think how beautiful you are. How healthy you look” She’s crying now, great body moving sobs.
“I’m just so afraid that my mate will reject me like my brother rejected you.” I watch as Clayton closes his eyes for a fraction of a second before focusing them on Kimberly,
“Kimberly, it’s different between Clayton and me. You know that. It’s not the same as your situation.” I’m gently rubbing her back as she wipes her nose on the tissue
“Kim, is that what you think?” She nods her head yes. A very unpleasant quiet takes hold in the office. It’s only disturbed by her trying to calm her crying I can’t look up at Clayton, though I can feel his eyes on me. I can feel them on the side of my face, my neck at the spot that should have been claimed by now. I can feel them sweep over my lips, my hair, down my spine inch by inch until his gaze is pulled away.
“Kim. Her name is spoken so softly, I can’t believe it could come out of his mouth. He puts both hands on her shoulders. “Look at me, Kimberly.” Her deer eyes look up at her big brother.
“Rya.” He says my name, and his whole body shudders. He drops to his knees in front of us. His mouth extends into that of a wolf, his head shaking from side to side.
“Stop” It’s a garbled sound, a flagrant growl sounds from his chest. His hands are fists, knuckles pushing into the floor. His claws are starting to break skin, casing a small puddling of blood to leak out.
“Holy shit!” Kimberly jumps up, looking at her brother losing his mind on my office floor. The woll’s eyes stare back at Kimberly. Black orbs devold of any color, the wolf pushing himself forward hard a snap of the jaw Kimberly’s way has me stepping in front of her, protecting the female from this
unstable male.
His head comes up, nose sniffing the air. Body crouched on the ground, the fur and skin side in a state of anarchy.
He’s agile, Manding on two legs instead of four, his shift in stasis. Neither side is able to win
We stay like this for just a minute before he finally gets the upper hand on that wolf of his.
“Clayton, what just happened? Kimberly sounds as confused as I feel. “I need to go.” That’s all be says, turning the handle and walking out of my office. He looks as if nothing just happened, except to me he’s muffled up
