The Big Bad Wolf

Chapter Thirty One

The airport was just outside of London. The air was surprisingly chilly inside.  It wasn't much of a change from New York, especially because it was nearly February and London was quiet cold. The jeans were the right way to go. 

I watched the city from the window that took up the entire wall of the airport. The city was gray and seemed to be made of dark sand. A cloud or haze was hovering over the distance, making my stomach churn. I was suppose to be happy, right? I was going to get some answers. 

A hand caught mine, taking me from my moment of admiring the view. 

Cameron squeezed my hand and smiled down at me. I moved into his side and his arm wrapped around my shoulder. He was perfect. His warmth surrounded me, the same time his - our, pack surrounded us.

"I hate the cold!" Camilla huffed, blowing into her palms to warm them up. She had changed into her new 'flying outfit' before boarding the plane. It was as fashionable as it was impractical. The outfit consisted of a powder blue long sleeved shirt with the gray school girl skirt that she bought the time we went to the mall. Her shoes were gray heels that looked kinda blue in the airport light. Her hair fell in loose golden curls and her eyes were framed by dark, expertly done eyelashes. 

"Maybe you should have dressed more appropriately?" Jade offered. She was walking again, thanks to her quick werewolf recovery. She still was pale and stiff, but she could walk. 

"We'll buy you some gloves once we get going, okay, sugar?" Wes said. 

Sugar.

That was what Alec called me. I shook it off. He was long gone. In the states.

Camilla nodded, still blowing into her hands. "Can't they just turn off the damn air conditioning?" She complained, but quieter. Wes gave her his jacket. It was funny how Camilla made him match her with his powder blue button down and dark jeans. They looked like school kids, which was probably the idea. They wanted to look together, and away from us so we would be less trackable. 

Gears and Cameron matched now. Gears had a black hoodie on, that was the same brand as Cameron's gray hoodie. They looked like two usual collage jocks. Jade and I would be walking together, just because we hadn't been matched up yet. 

"Are we ready?" Cameron asked, looking around the group. We held up our bags to confirm it. "Alright, let's go." He and I broke off and I looped my arm with Jades. She laughed and smiled, swaying on her feet. I followed suit so that when people saw us, they would see two girls happy and being teenagers, swaying as they laughed. Not one runaway and another who was barely able to walk. It was all a cover. 

Cameron and Gears were talking in a heated way and were a hundred yards in front of us. Wes and Camilla had broken off and were walking across the Airport in a totally different direction. 

Gears and Cameron left the airport and got a cab. We were to meet up at the Aristocrat in the city. A hotel that Gears claimed he could get us in. He and Cameron had worked here for a summer back when they were thirteen or something. 

Jade and I got in a car and we were driven to the Aristocrat. The thing was huge. The building gray and weathered from many years. The brass glistened like gold and the building went straight up in the sky. It was so high that it hurt my neck to look up. It made me wonder how someone could make such an elegant and complicated pattern that marked each stone bordering the windows. 

"Let's go Jace." Jade said, pulling me inside. She took me to chairs set up in the lounge and sat down next to me. We were to wait until someone fetched us. Across the room we watched as Gears and Cameron walked to the front desk and exchanged warm hellos and hugs with the woman who stood behind the desk. She handed them their keys after they talked. She touched Cameron's arm and gestured to the elevators, where they left. She smiled as she went back to work. Their conversation was short and friendly, something the cameras wouldn't pick up on, but I definitely had.