41. Wolves In The House.

"Dear God. It might help you..." a woman said worriedly as she handed her a cup of hot tea.

Pidge took a sip and made an awkward face, "Mm...takes smells awful."

"Just because its made of pure herbals. It might relax your mind."

"Where are you off to, child?" asked the woman.

"I'm trying to find my fiance's house," she answered.

Her head was spinning around because of travelling and she had been hungry for a long time.

"What is your name?" she asked.

"My name is Gryla..." answered the woman.

Most of the lights in the house were not open...the darkness was surrounded there.

It was something that made Pidge awkward.

Her chest was getting heavy as if someone was pushing her abruptly.

"I must go..." she spoke drinking the tea.

"Thanks for the tea..." she added smiling.

"Can I see the address?" Gryla asked when she noticed a piece of paper in her hand.

Pidge handed her the piece of paper and she read it then murmured s