Chapter 11.
“I don’t know if I should do this, Jay! How am I going to survive out there?! I don’t know the first thing about being a rogue wolf!”
I say this while I’m pushing clothes and other essentials to my bag pack. There’s not a lot that I can carry with it, and having a duffel bag with me is unrealistic and would slow me down in case I need to turn into my wolf form to run.
“I don’t know how else to help you, Arielle. The more you stay the more danger you’re in!” Jay insists, dropping more tiny packets and Ziploc bags on my bed. “Here. I raided your pantry and got some non-perishables. You take this with you, it’ll help you survive for at least a day or two. I took them out of their boxes to save space.”
Jay had broken me out of the hospital. It had been really easy, because our
