His Mate - 17. Markus Hearing My Thoughts!

Samantha's POV

Alpha Hughes and Philip go at it for what seems to be hours. Tears well up in my eyes.

Emily sees me and rolls her eyes. "Why are you crying?" She whispers to me.

"I-I don't k-know, I'm j-just scared. I g-guess." I shrug.

"Well, quit it. If you want to be seen as a fearless Luna, which right now looks impossible, you need to realize you don't have time for crying." 

With that said, I try my best to get myself together. Goddess, I am such a mess!

"Are you done with that sentimental shit?" Emily says, as she fixes her blouse.

"Yes, I am." I respond.

"Where are we going now?" I ask anyone with an answer.

"We are stopping at the pack house to get your clothes and then you're gone." Alpha Hughes answers.

"What? I don't even get a day to relax!" I yell with astonishment. 

Alpha Hughes grabs my shoulders like I'm five and says, "Would you rather stay with me and end up dead? Or,