"Get off me, man!" Brett shouted, growling and snapping his teeth in Scott's face. The True Alpha had no problem holding him back, but Stiles and Liam were there to help.
"Brett, you're not going to help Riley in London, okay?" Stiles said as Scott shoved Brett back against the wall.
"You can't make me stay here!" Brett growled.
"Calm down! Jackson said the hospital is packed. They're not gonna let you in, Brett! Riley will be okay. Jackson will make sure of that, trust me," Scott grunted. "He'll take care of her."
"But that's my job, Scott," Brett huffed, finally calming down a bit. "I'm supposed to protect her... I promised that I would never hurt her...or let her get hurt."
Liam's eyes began to water and he wiped them quickly, taking a step toward the others.
"I'm her best friend, Brett. I promised her the same thing and I let her down more than once... But we couldn't have done anything to stop that plane crash," Liam told him.
