Chapter Twenty Three

"I see, so, what it is that you want to make?" Debby asked. "I don't know juice and sandwich?"

"I think Alan will like that" Minna said. Tristan nodded, he was about to get up when Debby stopped him.

"Don't you even dare" Tristan sat back and turned to look at Debby with a devastated look. "But I want to do it myself"

"I understand Tristan, but you can not well. How about this, you sit and make the sandwich while I make the juice? I'll get you all the ingredients" Tristan looked down, pouting. He didn't like that. He wanted to do everything himself.

'So cute. He's just like Alan' they all thought in the minds.

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Poor Alan who was lying on his bed with his blanket covering him sneezed. 'Is someone talking about him?' He asked himself.

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Just as Debby said, she provide the relaxed seated Tristan with bread, vegetables, sliced tomatoes, lettuces and sausage. Tristan would open the sliced bread and place the lettuce on it, then two sliced tomatoes and lastly, the sausage then he would cover it with another sliced bread and place it on the plate. In the end, Tristan provided ten big sandwiches while Debby made two glass of orange juice.

Finally the drinks, she turned to look at Tristan. She was bewildered when she saw the many sandwiches Tristan made. She looked at James, Sandy and Minna with a questioning look but no one said anything. They just shrugged.

Debby then decided to ask Tristan himself since he was the one who made it.

"Tristan, why so many sandwich?" She asked. Tristan looked up at her and smiled, "I added your names"

"You don't have to worry about us Tristan" Debby said. Tristan was really kind. He thought about them even in this moment.

"You can't tell me that. I make the decisions, now is the juice ready?" They stared at Tristan with gratitude and warm smiles on their faces. Debby went for the juices and placed it on the kitchen table. "Yes" Tristan was staring at the juice with a blank expression. It made Debby worried.

"What is it?" She asked. Tristan scratched his head, "Actually, I prefer milk" They all stared at Tristan with wide eyes. They so shocked. He preferred milk? Milk? Even a kid like Alan did like milk, Sandy thought as they stared.

"Ah, is there something on my face?" Tristan asked. They snapped out of the shock mode, shaking their heads. "No, is nothing. If is juice you want then milk you will get" Debby said with a smile on her face. Tristan beamed happily hearing he would be having milk. Milk! Oh, milk! Milk was his favourite and he would anything for it.

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After making Tristan's warm milk, Minna decided to help Tristan take the tray which contained food to Alan's room. Sandy offered to help Tristan to Alan's room but he rejected saying he could do it on his own. They were stubborn, trying to convince Tristan to let them help but Tristan was the definition of stubborn. He kept refusing until them got tired and decided to him have his way.

"Are you sure you're okay, Tristan?" Minna asked in a concern tone and look. Tristan looked at her while they were walking before answering, "Don't worry, I'm okay, and also, the wounds are almost healed. Look" Tristan showed her his hand where wounds could be seen before but now it was almost invisible.

Minna nodded her head, deciding to drop it. Tristan wasn't going to listen anyway. Reaching Alan's room, they stood at the door. Tristan turned to Minna and said, "Tell him am here"

Minna nodded and turned towards the door, without knocking, she said, "Young master Alan please open the door! Master Tristan is here!!"

Tristan rolled his eyes in annoyance. Uhuh, he really hated it when they called him Master Tristan. Is not like he owned the house or even part of it. He wouldn't even be here if he wasn't lvan's mate. Did it mean lvan wouldn't have accepted him if he wasn't his mate? Somehow, that thought made him sad.

"Go away! You're lying!!" Alan shouted back. Alan's voice brought Tristan out of his thoughts. He looked at Minna before looking back at the door. He took hold of the door handle, trying to open the door to see whether it was locked or not.

He turned the door and with his luck, the door opened. It wasn't locked after all. He and Minna shared a look, smiling.

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They entered the room, smiling. Minna went to place the tray on the table beside Alan's bed. "I thought I said I don't want to eat" Minna placed the tray down and turned to look at Alan who had the blanket covering his whole body including his head.

"Don't you smell Tristan's scent?" Minna asked. Tristan went and sat on the bed beside Alan. "I'm sure you just brought his cloth into the room. Stop lying. I'm not eating" Alan announced.

Tristan and Minna shared a look, smiling. Minna nodded her head, bowed slightly and left the room without saying a thing to Alan. Tristan turned to look at Alan with a smile on his face. Deities, his son was so adorable.

Tristan cleared his throat before saying, "I see my son doesn't want me here. Maybe I shouldn't have bothered coming here at all" Hearing Tristan's voice, Alan rises up from the bed, kicking the blanket away and looking at Tristan with widened. The smile never left Tristan's face.

"T—Tris" Tristan looked away, the smile wiping off as he pulled on pouty lips. "I even made food for you. I wasn't feeling well but I still pulled myself up for you"

"Tris!!" Alan yelled and threw himself at Tristan. Hugging his waist. A beautiful smile appeared on Tristan's face again before he hugged Alan back.

"I'm sorry I made you so worried Alan" Tristan said, caressing Alan's hair. Alan shook his head before giving a response, "No, it doesn't matter anymore. You can back that's all it matters"

"Deities, my son is so kind" Alan giggled.

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Finally done with the meeting, Colten immediately left there and came back to the mansion. He wanted to freshen up before he went to see Tristan. Lvan announced at the meeting that Tristan was found. Though the injuries wasn't that serious, his body was still healing slowly which wasn't normal. Lvan said Jones thought it might probably be the medicine Tristan said he was given.

Colten sat on the bed to took off his shoes. He didn't even get to take off one of them when there came a knock at the door. Thinking it was Chris, he decided to keep quiet and let Chris knock for a while. When no one answers, he would then leave. 

But then again, that wasn't going to work. Why? Because Chris was a werewolf with an excellent sense of smell.

"Is me Rex. I know you're in there"

Oh, it was Rex. Thank deities it wasn't Chris. But then again, it wasn't even a goof thing that it was Rex. He was still angry with the boy and didn't want to speak with him now. He deserved what was coming at him for ignoring him all those years while he was busy acting as a good friend to him. Ahah, he was fed up. Fed up of everything. He wanted to leave. Go back to his home. Even though it was boring, he at least was in peace and that was enough for him.

"Please Colten, I need to speak with you"

Colten hesitated for a minute but then sighed in defeat. Rex had won after all. He always had a soft spot for Rex because of how cute he was.

"Enter"

Rex opened the door and entered. He had his head down as he walked towards Colten and stood a fees steps in front of him. Suddenly, Rex kneeled down, taking Colten by a surprise, he had never seen Rex behavior this way before but he didn't make any effort in telling Rex to get up. He couldn't — no, more like he didn't want to.

"I have no excuse! Please forgive me and I promise to do better. This time, I will be the one acting like a good friend would do. I promise to treat you good and I will also apologize to Sebastian and the others for taking advantage of them and treating them like trash! Please give me a chance and I will do better!!" Rex said and kowtow, something in Japan people do for a request or when apologizing.

Colten burst out laughing when he remembered an anime he watched. The little girl did the same. if he remembered right, the anime was 'Ascendance Of A Bookworm'

"Fine, fine!! Get up! You're killing me!!" Colten said, laughing out loud while he held his stomach. He couldn't take it. This was too funny. 

Rex slowly raised up his head and got up. He was happy to see that his display was making Colten laugh. He hated that look Colten had been giving him and Chris.

"Come here, let's shake it out and go look for Tristan" Colten said. A smile spread on Rex's lips and he walked towards Colten who had his hand hanging for a handshake.

Rex stood before Colten and took his hand. They shook hands, smiling as they made up. "Boys don't like hugs, they say is too intimate. I would have hugged you if it wasn't because of that"

Rex let out a laugh as he said, "You want Chris to kill me?!" At the mention of Chris's name, Colten's smiling face disappeared, replace by a sad look. Rex noticed this and decided to change the topic but was too late. Colten pulled his hand and said, "Come on, if we're late, we won't be able to get close to Tristan, you know how clingy Lvan can get not to forget Alan too"

Colten went to the bathroom without sparing a single glance at Rex. Rex knew something was going on with Colten and it had something to do with Chris. He once again wondered what happened between them.

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Tristan came out of Alan's room. Alan was already asleep and since he smelled Lvan's scent in the house, he decided to come to meet him. A smile made its place his face he saw Lvan standing outside with open arms.

He run into his mates arms, hugging him tight and inhaling his mate's sweet scent.

"Did you miss me?" Lvan said, caressing and kissing Tristan's hair. "Mm" Tristan said in agreement. "Then am glad I came to see you, I can't have my mate missing me all day and do nothing about it"

Tristan giggled, the sound Lvan had come to love so much. Lvan hugged him tighter. "You are very strong Tristan. To be able to still walk after what you went through you're very strong"

"I had to be. For Jake. He's all bark and no bite when it comes to emotions. He's very weak but his mouth is sharper than a knife. I had to be strong for him because we promise to have each others backs"

"I see. Don't worry, we will go for him"

"Please do"

"Then, are you up for a talk?" Tristan tightened the hug. He really didn't want to talk now. But he had to. For Jake and also to get rid of that traitor in his mate's pack.