Sam was a bit startled when he saw my wolf but that wasn't his major concern. I looked at Drake still unable to get hold of myself. The two wolves who I had hurled on the tree remained on the ground while Brian and Norah wept on account of Tom's death.
Quickly, I moved into the house and shifted, then I covered myself with a robe I saw hanging in the next room after the room we found Brian. In a flash, I was out of the house and I rushed to Drake.
At that point, I could see Sam trying to see if he could revive him, if he still had life in him. Drake was bleeding from his neck and so Sam's right hand was covering the opening of the wound where Tom slit his neck trying to put pressure so that blood would stop flowing.
"We have to get him into the car, now! He is not responding." Sam screamed and hurriedly lifted Drake gradually and put him on his shoulder and ran towards the woods.