Chapter 94 Michael

Michael's POV

I hear Noah cry out in pain and I can hear him moving. I'm standing here with my eyes closed, taking in small breaths through my mouth, trying to avoid smelling his scent as much as possible. Unfortunately, it's not really working.

I feel Max trying to push forward as hard as he can. Imagine if I had him in the room and the door was locked. He's charging at it, ramming it over and over again as hard as he can, trying to break the door down. That's what it feels like, but that door is my head.

It was hurting my head so badly, as I struggled to keep him contained. He wants his mate. He wants to mate with his mate and mark him. Noah's scent is driving him crazy, and he wants to finish the mating process.

I feel sweat beads forming on my forehead as my body trembles.

"Hurry the fuck up doc!" I mumbled to myself.

Right after I say that the door opens slowly as the doc peaks in.

'Smart man!' I think to myself. If he would have barged in, I probably would have lost control and a