Book 2 - Chapter 13

Paige’s POV

"I really don't know if he's okay, Paige. I only saw him last after he told me he was going for you,"

My shoulders slumped at the thought of Samer being hurt or even in danger. Samer meant a lot to me and I would hate to see him in trouble.

"So, you didn't see him at the pack too," I asked. She nodded and I turned back to my food, forcing the tears burning at the back of my eyes to not fall.

We've moved our conversation to the room where I changed earlier. We both sat on the reading chairs that were there while my plate of unfinished breakfast sat on the table.

"I'm sure he'll be fine,"

Crystina assured me. "I'm sure he'll be too, I really do hope so. He could've just saved himself instead of going after me. That would’ve helped him,"

She hugged me while I rested my arms on the table. I pushed the plate away from me and smiled as Crystina tickled me. God! I missed her so much.

She lifted her head, raised an eyebrow then lifted my arm a little. I whimpered. She lifted