moments ↴ thiam

✧ twenty two

Almost three months passed and Liam hadn't felt the same since Theo left. Theo seemed to be doing well with his modeling career, but secretly he was suffering almost as much without Liam in his arms.

Liam had even figured out what really happened, yet was honestly too scared to even attempt to contact Theo at this point.

"Okay so tell me one more time what happened? You're telling me that pretty boy was smart enough to do that?" Mason frowns.

"Grant somehow figured it out. He figured out I'm a werewolf. I don't know how but he got some purple wolfsbane and drugged me," Liam says, flustered and on the verge of tears. "I wouldn't cheat on Theo, I wouldn't! Grant tried to hurt me and I swear I'm just lucky that it wasn't the yellow wolfsbane that he got his hands on..."

"Call Theo," Mason demands, his look still quizzical.

"Not now... he seems so happy right now," Liam mutters.

"If he ever really loved you he would want to hear this. Talk to him now."

"Alright..." Liam says with hesitation.

He picks up his phone and dials Theo's number.