59- I'm not worthy anymore

The days had passed and Trevor's condition had not improved much, his wounds had healed, but his mental state was still the same. The only thing that had changed was the fact that he was stuck to Max. Not really physically, but he needed Max's pheromones to always be near him.

If Max left his side, he would react violently, convulsing or fainting. Max had to let his pheromone out every time, even in his sleep, he was exhausted, but he did not leave Trevor's room at all. Trevor did not talk to Max or look at him anymore, but at night he would put a sheet over him so he would not get cold, or he would hint at him to eat with him, but his eyes always looking away, as if it was really hard for him to look at Max.

Max was the only one who talked to him every day. He told him what they used to do, what he wanted to do with him once he was healed, how he imagined his future with him, how he was waiting for them to graduate so he could propose to him, how much he loved him and