Olive's POV
"So, we're still waiting on Atria, I presume?", Dalton drawled out.
"She'll be here", I said with more conviction than I felt.
"I pray for all our sakes that you're right"
It had been an entire week since we left Nighters pack and returned to Bluemoon, leaving solely on the assurance of Atria. She had promised to return before the day Ron had decided to move all the pack members away from their home and into some strange land.
Ron was growing smug with each passing day, glad that his warning was slowly being proven right. The preparations were delayed by some unforeseen issue, so the journey was shifted to three days after.
"Do you think she'll really be here?"Freya asked, her voice low.
I passed her an annoyed look before answering. "Of course she'll be here"
"What
