Chapter Eighty Eight

“Mum, I have to go. We don’t have any other option! I can’t just leave him to die.” Arya snapped out as she zipped up her dress.

“It’s dangerous Arya, going to that pack is far too dangerous than you know.”

“He has taken so much risk for us. What is this in everything he has done? I’m willing to try. All you have to do is prepare it when I come back.” She said, picking her cross bag and flinging it to her chest, her feet moving out of the room.

“….and we’re even in the night. What could possibly happen? I’ll go in, I’ve seen these things before in one of my dreams. And I’m sure I can get them.” Arya added, climbing down the stairs as she approached the door.

“How many minutes should I give you?” Mrs jenkins asked as she heaved a heavy sigh.

“Minutes?” Arya asked with raised brow.

“Hours then?” She asked.

“Of course. Two hours. If you don’t see me then, you can rush in and look for me. If I hadn't been killed.” She said, leaning to place a peck on her cheek before she walked out of the