It Will Never Stop Me

Chapter 11

Eliott's POV

After a few days of staying here, Fred had to go back to his pack, and now I'm waiting impatiently to get to know if the Alpha of his pack realised that he was missing.

He should be there already, so I start to get worried, but a few minutes letter I can see that someone calls me.

I look at the screen, to see that it's a call from Fred, so I quickly pick it up and I turn the camera on.

"Hi." I say.

"Hi." He says, and I can see that he was crying.

"Did the Alpha kick you out?" I ask him, with worry clear in my voice.

"Yeah." He says, before he sniffs.

"Then come back here." I tell him gently.

"I will be there in a few hours." He tells me.

"Okay." I say.

"I'm already in my car, I have to hung up, so I can drive." He tells me.

"I will see you in a few hours." I tell him.

"Bye." He says, before he hings up.

I quickly leave my room, and I go downstairs.

I seethat papa is sitting alone in the living room, and he's looking at his phone.

I sit next to him, and he looks at me when he notices that I'm here.

"What's wrong?" He asks me.

"Fred was kicked out of his pack." I tell him, and he frowns.

"Why?" He asks.

"Because the Alpha of his pack doesn't want his pack members to visit other packs, and Fred came here without even asking." I tell him.

"Tell him to come here then." Papa tells me.

"He's already on his way." I tell him, and he nods in acknowledgement.

A few hours later, Fred comes into my room, so I hug him tightly.

This time he has a few bags with him, so I take them from him, and I put them next to my dresser.

"Are you alright?" I ask him, and he nods slightly, but it definitely doesn't convince me, and he knows it.

"I'm fine." He says, after a moment.

I give him a quick kiss, and I pull him towards my bed.

I cuddle with him for a while, but he soon falls asleep, so I kiss his head lightly, and I stand up, before I go out of my room.

Mason and dad are cuddling on the couch, so I decide that I will sit in the dining room instead.

When I enter it, papa is already sitting in one of the chairs, and Tyson is sitting right next to him.

"How's Fred?" Papa asks me.

"He'll be fine, he just needs some rest." I say, but I'm not very sure about that.

"What about his family?" He asks, and I concider if I should tell him or not, I don't want Fred to be angry at me for telling everyone about his problems.

"Basically nonexistent." I tell him, and he arches his eyebrow in question, but I refuse to tell him anymore.