Chapter 114

Mitch was holding his hot chocolate in his lap, the other hand holding Scott's uninjured hand as Scott slept. Mitch leaned forward to set his mug on the coffee table, eyes never leaving the screen. Scott jumped in his sleep, but didn't awaken. Mitch then looked to him curiously. "Alpha?" Scott didn't respond, and appeared as peaceful as ever. "Are you...? Oh no. Please don't have another nightmare." Scott, again, made no effort to react. But he pulled his hand from Mitch's, and instead set it on one of Mitch's legs, where he was more comfortable. Mitch grinned at him. "You're such a sweetheart, Scott Grassi-Hoying." Wyatt came out of nowhere, and jumped up onto the couch to lay down, resting his head on one of Scott's thighs. Mitch glanced at him. "Don't you dare. I'm the only one who's allowed to do that." Wyatt lifted his small head off of Scott's leg, tilting his head at Mitch a little. "Don't give me that look. I don't speak cat." Wyatt tilted his head in the other direction, and t