Chapter 82

I slowly opened my eyes, grogginess clouding my mind. Where was I? The last thing I remembered was walking into the airplane bathroom, and then....

Chase.

His eyes had been blazing with an out-worldly color, his face twisted in a snarl. He had these inhuman claws had been wrapped around that man’s throat.

I sat up, my head spinning. I wasn't on the plane anymore. I was in a luxurious hotel room.

Chase sat across from me, his eyes fixed intently on mine. My heart tugged painfully at how breathtaking he looked, reminding me of the void he had created in my heart after pulling it out of my chest and repeatedly stomping on it.

He had dark circles around his eyes like he hadn’t slept for days, and his hair was disheveled like he had no care for it, and despite myself, despite the pain I felt, I wanted to wrap my arms around him.

"Elodie, what were you doing on my jet?" he asked, his voice low and guarded.

I rubbed my temples, trying to piece together the events.

My head spun. What were the