FEYRE I’ve heard multiple women talk about this pain. Heat. They taught us about it in high school. I remember laughing as the teacher explained how it would be. What it would feel like. Most of the girls in my class thought it would never happen to them. Because no one ever thinks they will m
FEYRE The whirring of the engine from the plane has my full attention. I’ve decided it was safer than letting the thoughts of the man across from me fill my mind. He was already everywhere else. I needed some sort of respite. My body had been bad last night, which resulted in us delaying our fli
ALPHA ZADE Feyre nodded off to sleep soon after she ate lunch. She had argued that she wasn’t hungry and I’m bossy after the air hostess brought it over. But mere seconds later, she had completely devoured the sushi. When I wanted to speak, she glared at me and told me to mind my business. She wa
ALPHA ZADE My first thought was Feyre. Lying there, sleeping peacefully, and a part of me that didn't want to wake her up. In my head, I handled this wreck, I stopped the plane from free falling to more than thirty thousand feet into unknown territory. I don’t even know where the fuck we are. But
FEYRE Zade is crazy. Insane! He is fucking insane if he thinks I am going to jump out of an airplane. With him no less. It was nice of him to help me with my panic attack, something I hope he forgets the second we get out of this deathtrap. But that doesn't mean I'll jump out of a plane with him
ALPHA ZADE My eyes do a quick scan of the cockpit, taking note of everything. We are less than ten thousand feet from the ground, and if we’re going to get out of this plane before it sinks into the ocean, then the time to get off is right now. I drag Feyre’s hand and pull her out of the cockpit
FEYRE This is crazy. Zade is crazy. But this is also the most fun I’ve had since…well, since forever. I never thought I would willingly jump out of a plane, to be honest, even getting me on it is hard enough. But this feels great. And I'm glad I got to do it with him. Zade nibbles on my lower l
“What are you going to do about the plane?” We have been walking for a few minutes now, though we haven’t come across anyone or frankly, any sign of life. “Hope they all die.” “Okay…” I mumble, for the lack of better words. “That way,” he continues nonchalantly. “I can surprise the council with m