SOLANA
Monday morning
"Solana are you ready yet?" Essie said, knocking and popping her head around my door.
"Just a minute!" I shouted from my dressing room. It was autumn and we were in Norway so it was definitely getting colder. I settled on a pair of jeans with some Timberland boots, another Bowie t-shirt, and a chunky knit cardigan. Thankfully, as a werewolf (even if I didn't have my wolf yet), I rarely felt the cold. I checked my reflection in the mirror, fluffing up my curls, before quickly lining my eyes in eyeliner and running out into the bedroom. "Finished!"
"You look really cute in that outfit! OK, have you got everything?"
"I'm sorted," I say, smiling at her. She pulls me into an arm link and hurries me out of the door and along the hallway to the elevator.
"So the plan
