Summer’s P.O.V.
“Why are we going that far, Summer? I don’t want to leave Freya and Isaac.” Noah asked me in his childish voice, pouting a little, showing his displeasure.
I smiled while pulling him on my lap. We were in the plane now, and Noah was sulking because Freya promised to make his favourite apple pie and he missed that.
“We are going to mee a doctor there, Noah. He said that he can cure you. If he can, you will not feel pain again anymore.” I told him the same thing what I told him before leaving the pack.
“But he can come to see me in our home, right? Why do we need to go to him?” he argued while crossing his hands on his chest.
I smiled and pulled him closer to me.
“Okay… tell me one thing.” I asked him calmly while rubbing his arm. He huffed and looked in the other direc
