Chapter 4

Evan's POV:

I stood leaning against the door looking at Ryan who looked rather exhausted.

He was sitting at the edge of the bed with his hands pressed on his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked reluctantly.

"No, what's wrong with you?" He asked back as he dropped his hands and sat upright to face me.

"Or better still let me ask you this. How do you do it?" He asked seriously.

"Do what?" I asked back.

"Look, it's been weeks since everything was finally finalized and our mate is already eighteen." He pointed out.

"Where are you going with this?" I asked as I stood upright.

"Come on, Evan. You know what I'm talking about. Don't you feel pent up? Not only that, don't you want to hold the woman we love in your arms?" he asked seriously.

I wanted to, without a doubt, because her bearing our mark had a deeper meaning and gave us a deeper bond. Touching her down there and having her touch us was nice, but it wasn't enough. We still wanted more.

"I have been thinking about t