I smiled and nodded. "Thank you," I answered.
"Listen, I don't know what's happened, but I heard you and Mila." He took a deep breath, "if you need someone to talk to, someone who doesn't know what's going on... Come and find me," he offered.
"Thank you. That means a lot." I expressed. He nodded before turning and walking down the corridor.
I sighed and stepped into the room. I glanced around. It was gorgeous. The decor was grey and white. Whoever did this room, obviously, spoke to someone from my pack. My bedroom back home was a storm grey and white marble effect.
There was a huge four-poster bed along the back wall with a light grey marble duvet set. There were two little marble-topped tables on either side of the bed. The table on the left side had a stunning white lamp with a grey
