Again Annette was finding it very difficult to go to bed, she was more than worried about Byron… this time she wasn’t sure he was still okay. She finally understood how he felt when she kept diving into danger, she sighed as she stared at the ceiling. The more time she wasted here , the more she uneasy she felt. She sprang off the bed and reached for her jacket, she wasn’t willing to lie and do nothing. She walked out the bedroom and the glimpse of something white caught her attention. She turned over to the counter and saw Vyina laying on it. “Zephyr!” she turned around the room in search for the young werewolf and for some reason felt a rush of excitement but it soon died down when she noticed he was no where to be found. “What? He just dropped her and left without saying a word?” she fr
