Wynter's Bane

Chapter 44

When the plane levels out with us thousands of feet in the air, I slowly release my deathgrip on the seat's armrests. I've come to the conclusion that wolves are meant to have their feet on the ground for a reason. This flying thing is just not what it's hyped up to be. If we were meant to fly, we would have been given hollow bones and feathers. What's even worse, I was given a window seat, which isn't as great as it sounds. Just makes the fall look all the closer.

I tried shutting the blind, but it won't stay down all the way. Either I'm not fiddling with it correctly or the damn thing is broken, because it keeps going to half mast. Resolutely turning my body to face the aisle, my attempts to not disturb the person next to me fails when my leg bumps theirs for the third time. Wouldn't happen if the guy didn't have his legs open so wide, so his shooting me a look is really uncalled for. I apologize again, for the third time, but he makes no inclination at shifting his limbs. Now I know why people always complain about these rides.

I'm not going to complain though. No matter how rude the guy is. No matter how flimsy the window shade. No matter how loud the crying child or oblivious the chatty mother. I'm grateful to be here, even if I do have bouts of panic. As a way to distract myself, I go over everything in my head again, for like, the millionth time.

After Marie had left for school yesterday, taking my school books with her in order to return them, I'd waited anxiously for her messages letting me know who all she saw there. I had to give her descriptions of a couple people, like Jay, as she wasn't sure who he was. He was a major one aside from my siblings I wanted to make sure she saw there. Granted we didn't usually see my brother, so I wasn't too worried when she couldn't find him.

She'd found Myth and her posse easily enough. Not like they were hiding afterall. Marie even stealthily took pictures to prove who all was around as she didn't know everyone's names. Hell, I was in a Pack with them and I didn't know their names, but I for sure knew their faces.

I'd started freaking out for a time because she didn't find Jay until just before she went into class. He wasn't mingling with Mythine's group as he usually did, instead off with a smaller group of wolf males. While normally I wouldn't think anything of it, with recent events having happened, I wonder if there's a cause. She couldn't safely text me while in class so her grandmother and I had run to the bank to get that finished.

There annoyingly was a fee to close the account, which is the silliest thing I've ever heard of, but it was all done and I'd walked out with over two-thousand dollars in my pocket. My life savings. We'd returned to Marie's house to keep me out of sight, and while waiting for the messages, I'd distributed my money. Half of it got put in my wallet which stays with me, while the other half got split up between several intended bags I planned on grabbing. So in case I lose money, I don't lose everything, and I'll have amounts saved until I can get a new account back up.

My debit card was in the process of getting cut into pieces while Betty made some food when Marie had messaged. Just about everyone was accounted for, but we'd decided to wait for lunch to make sure all were accounted for in the same place all at once. That way we didn't chance screwing ourselves up by assuming someone was there because she'd seen them, but they'd slipped out shortly after. It was her idea and I thought it pretty brilliant, so I didn't mind.

When reading her text, she'd overheard some of the wolves there talking about how they'll be moving in a few days, so everyone was getting excited and scrambling. It makes sense though, as they'd want to get everyone moved as quickly as possible to allow for the maximum amount of time to get familiar with the new place before the next full moon. Which also probably explained why my stuff hadn't been messed with; they were too busy dealing with theirs. The rest of my family have ten times the amount of belongings that I do.