Third Person
“Trevor! Are you okay?” Tori asked him as he held his head and closed his eyes. She got up from his lap and hurried into the kitchen to get him a glass of water. “Here, drink!” she demanded of him. He gulped it in one take.
“Alpha, are you okay?” Paisley whispered.
“I’m fine, Paisley. Just a little headache,” he answered and opened his eyes. Paisley walked over and sat on the Alpha’s lap. Tori was in awe and smiled as she watched Paisley place her palm on Trevor’s forehead. It was cute to see that Trevor was so gentle with her, and just let her be.
“Hmm, you don’t have a fever,” Paisley tapped the side of her cheek. “Tori, the Alpha likes peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, but if you have strawberry jelly, that’s his favorite. Could you make him some so he feels better?”
