Even with so little effort to get ready this early in the morning Samuel can still look so good, like some kind of model or Greek God, with sculpted figures. Life isn't as fair to me.
He is watching Dominic and Dylan with a carefully trained expression. I can tell by their reactions something is wrong. Dylan must have mind linked him and told him what was going on seeing as their expressions all mirror each other. I let the blanket fall to the bed when I take his hand and stand up with him. He places his hand around my waist protectively and walks me to the door.
Dylan and Dominic respectively move out of our way and start down the hallway just ahead of us. From what I can tell, almost everyone is still in bed except for the few early risers, and some of the pack fighters that have been
