Milena almost stood up from the shock, but her fiancé was quicker to react. He put his hand on his, on her knees, and made sure she remained seated by this simple gesture.
Yet, Milena just couldn't possibly calm down. What was Blanche doing on that stage, in that cage? The wolf was growling furiously. How the hell had she gotten herself in such a situation? It couldn't be, right? Milena was so nervous, her hands couldn't stop trembling no matter how hard Rayan pressed them. She couldn't endure anything happening to Blanche. Not her, not her best friend and companion.
"Calm down," whispered her future husband.
"It's Blanche," Milena whispered back, her voice shaking. "I'm sure, it's..."
"I know. It's alright. Calm down."
His words were uttered with his usual confidence, and though it
