Gruvv was still hugging Seth when he came down from the third floor, the little boy's body was shaking since he woke up, he kept crying and calling "Father.." with every sob. Maeve getting closer to him when Father came to cover her pheromones smell, but Seth refused, he did not want to move into Maeve's arms. The boy held Gruvv's shirt tightly and did not let go.
He looks so restless since he wake up.
He calls Father, "Grandpa." But also refused to be carried by Father. He continued to whimper and squeeze into Gruvv's arms, his tiny hands gripping Gruvv shirt so tightly that it wrinkled.
Seth was now back asleep, his body was so snug against Gruvv's, the boy hugged him tightly as if he didn't want to be separated. Gruvv's head hurt and now he felt nauseous. The effects of not being close to Shiloh were starting to hit him.
"Sir, breakfast is ready." Ave approached Gruvv when the old woman saw him coming down the stairs.
