Painful
Forty-Six: Ann Marie
I’m sitting in the woods staring at an old, weathered stone building. It looks like one of those ruins of an old castle. We have been here for twelve hours, watching and waiting for I don’t know what. What I do know is that I can feel him. He is here and all I want to do is run in there and jump into his arms. My mate, my reason for living. Just to see him makes sure he is well and alive. Even if at the end all he does is leave me.
I don’t pay attention to anything that is going on around me. My sights are on the ruins as I watch guards come and go. I look at the structure and there is nothing on the ground level. Half standing walls, but at the ground level I see small windows that have bars on them. Everything has to be underground. It makes my hackles ri
