***Samuel's P.O.V.***
I stayed with Callie all night, answering her questions. I told her the truth about everything but avoided mentioning anything about the prophecy. Everything is already a lot to process. When she fell asleep, I watched over her. She still looked so fragile it seemed at any moment she would fade away.
When morning comes around, I notice her slowly starting to move and watch as she opens her eyes. She searches around for a second like she's forgotten where she is when her gaze meets mine. A knock on the door draws my attention.
"Good morning, Alpha. Callie, how are you feeling today?" Dr. Murphy asks while walking over to her to check on her once again.
"I'm okay... I think... I'm ready to go..." she trails off.
"Is everything alright?" I ask her.
Callie plays wit
