-Blake-
I miss you. I wish I were there with you. I shot a quick text to Arya before I took another sip of my wine. Everywhere around me, people mingled and talked, but I just didn't feel like enjoying any of it. Something kept niggling at the back of my brain, like a storm warning. I waited for the reply, but it didn't come. Was she in the cafeteria? Wherever Arya was, I hoped she would be alright and safe and well.
Maybe I should just ditch this boring party -- no one in their right mind would call this a party-- and run away to see if Arya was alright?
"I feel... like... I feel nervous," Axel said with a wince. "I want to see her, to see that she is alright."
"Just a few more hours. We will leave tonight and then come back in the morning," I consoled my anxious wolf. He was stalki
