Vance's pov

I watched Eli on his knees innocently bobbing his head on my dick. I threw my head back in pleasure as drool slipped out of his mouth.

I had to admit, Eli knew how to use his mouth, especially for a bottom.

"Fuck - yes, that's such a good boy, suck daddies cock."

He muffled out an agreeing noise as I thrust harder into his mouth.

I bit my lip rough as I held a fist full of his hair in my hands as I pushed myself further down his throat.

Letting the orgasm take over as my liquid spilled into his throat. My baby boy happily swallowed all of it as I continued to pant.

As Declan's face became bright red, "am I interrupting something?"

"You're just in time," Eli smirked playfully, wiping the drool off his mouth. I tug a fist full of his hair, forcing him to look up at me as I glare at him.

He sighs with a pout.

"You're fine, Declan." I pull my pants up quickly, readjusting.

"I just want to speak to you, uhm alone."

He looked nervous the way he shoved his jaw with his shoulder.

"Eli, go run along, okay?" I pulled him up to kiss his lips. He nodded before running off.

"What's going on, boy?" I furrowed my eyebrows, observing him.

"I- uhm - I'm worried about Milo."

I sighed. I knew what he was talking about. He refused to join us for dinner the last few nights.

"He won't unlock his door or even talk to me. It's been days. He hasn't fed in days, sir." I could see his eyes fill with tears. He was about to cry, I knew he cared intensely for Milo, and his wolf would be in physical pain without him.

"When was his last feeding?"

"I'm not sure - six days ago?"

That wasn't good. I ushered Declan to follow me into the kitchen, grabbing a key off the top of the door frame.

"Let's go talk to him. He needs to feed..." I whispered lowly.

I unlocked his door after knocking a got a mumbled noise. I knew he was alive.

The small boy was buried in the covers. I sat on his bed, slipping them off. His eyes had dark bags under them. They look sunken in.

Declan stayed behind me nervously.

"What's going on, Milo?"

"N-nothing." He whispered. His voice was raw and dry. He croaked as he spoke.

"You feeling okay? You need to feed?" He shook his head quickly.

I stepped out of the room, Declan following me.

"He's extremely underweight. The doctors were already concerned about it."

"I think it's their fault he's fallen into this deep depression!" Declan thunders with frustration.

"What? Why? Do you know what happened?"

Declan shrugged, "The doctor's scent was all over him after the appointment."

I sighed before walking back to the room.

"Look at me, my boy." Milo's eyes snapped to mine.

"Did the doctors touch you?"

He shook his head, his eyes glancing around the room.

"I do not tolerate lying. You know that." Speaking sternly, I knew he was lying; I could read his body language.

He forced a swallow as I observed him raising an eyebrow.

He nodded his head as tears filled his eyes.

"I-I wanna be alone!" He cried out.

"You need to feed..." I whispered.

"I don't deserve it. I don't deserve Declan. I messed everything up; this is all my fault!" Tears rushed down his face as I wrapped my arms around his frail body.

I had every intention of killing that assistant. He had no right to touch my boys.

"Vance...let's talk fast?" I kissed the top of Milo's head before we went to the hallway.

"I'll comfort him..." Declan whispered as we were alone.

"I think that will be good. I can get him therapy if he needs it. I'm going to check with the other boys before I contact Brahm."

Declan nods before turning back to Milo's room. I grab his arm. "Feed him," I whisper.

"I'm not going to do anything without his consent."

"I understand, but if he's too malnourished, it may end up even worse..."

"If he won't let me..."

"You can do it in his sleep..." I suggest.

Declan watched me hesitant with sad eyes. I couldn't help but feel bad. We can't lose Milo. I can't lose one of my boys.

I went into Adorjans room, knocking softly as I opened the door. He and Kalon were snuggled together.

"I want to talk to you about exams yesterday."

"What's up, master?" Kalon perks up.

"Did anything weird happen during exams?" Kalon glanced between Adorjan and me.

"Not really. The assistant was a creep. I saw him staring at my ass." Kalon shrugged.

"Go on, tell him." Adorjan chuckles, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Well, he wanted to prick my finger for a test. Now I don't like getting stabbed, so I burnt him." Kalon spoke slowly as I shook my head.

"Kalon..."

I groaned out; he's only been here for a month or two now. I didn't want to punish him just yet.

"We will discuss punishment later."

"I kept it under control!"

I shook my head walking out of the room.

The twins were in the living room with Eli. I caught sight of the blonde boy's hair, which was once bright and vibrant colors.

"Hey, how did exams go yesterday?"

"They weren't bad." River shrugged.

"Lycus?" I asked.

"T-they we're fine!"

He nodded. "I-I just get nervous, and Austin was touchy..." he whispered, eyes avoiding mine.

"Ah fuck." I whispered under my breath. I wanted to murder that assistant,

I saw it. I knew it was coming, but I couldn't make out a face, so I hoped for the best. When I should've trusted myself, I knew better than that.

"Dr. Brahm..." the phone rang a couple of times before he picked up...