His Mate - 16. Brothers Bickering

Samantha's POV

Just as expected, my day is uneventful, lacking events. In other words, dull. My friends normally help make everyday the best day. But everyone seems droopy today. Maybe it is the cancellation of Spirit Week. Everyone looks forward to this.

I get home very tired. The first thing I do is fall onto my bed to take a nap.

***

"Samantha, wake up. You have to get up." I hear a soothing voice.

"No." I protest and snuggle into my pillow.

Someone slaps me on my check. "God dammit, Samantha! Wake the fuck up!"

So I wake up.

I open my eyes, and I am not sure how to react.

My eyes open, I'm not surprised. Silver and Michael stand towering over me. I pull my hand up towards my cheek, "Ow," I whimper. Silver sends a death glare to Michael. He doesn't see it.

"We need a witch here, pronto." Michael orders as Markus storms in.

"They're about three hours away." He states. Who is? Who's coming?