Arya's POV
I sat on his bed angrily, my heart pounding heavily as I looked around. I should have just brought my father and mother to Duskbane; we could have come together, but here I am, restless.
The Alpha just cared about his people but what about the others? I had admired him but I can not accept his decision for today. He had always been right but he's so wrong and I need to sneak out. I can't wait for them until my parents die, I have to leave before they arrive.
I stood up from the bed and took a few things, arranging them carefully. As I took the last item, I heard a knock at the door. Who could it be? The Alpha and Alistair should not be back so soon.
I immediately pushed the arranged items under the bed then stood, dusting my clothes as I walked to the door. I opened it and became stunned as I saw the Queen standing confidently, the maids behind her holding small baskets in their hands.
