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When the plane lifts, we tilt and gravity yanks.
Her soundless whine rips me into meat confetti.
I rub her skin, but she doesn’t respond—too far away.
Feels like I’m losing her again.
Gonna be sick.
Jin checks her forehead. “It’s not her heat.”
“No shit,” I snarl.
If you have a problem you can solve with a dick, then you don’t have a problem.
Solly sounds like she’s fighting wolves in her stomach, otherwise I’d knot her happy. “Do the packleader magic.”
“She’s not ready to mate.” Jin cups her face, eyes dark.
“Do something!” Maybe Sol’s not ready for Jin’s magic wand, but she relaxes with his touch. His palm slides down her cheek. I shift, making room for him to move deeper.
Bish lunges. “Don’t—”
Jin brushes her throat before Bish can snag his wrist.
Solly screams.
Kicking, she spears to escape my hold.
Her pain saws my spleen.
“Solly.” I rock with her, letting her hit me, kick me, trying to stop her from hurting herself.
A sharp, sour scent attacks the cabin.
Hospital disinfectant and funeral flowers.
It makes my eyes water, makes it harder to breathe, but nothing feels worse than watching her suffer.
I can’t let go. Won’t let go. “I’m here.”
The pack whispers and strokes our girl.
Finally, finally, the plane levels and the engine cools its shit.
Sol shudders in release. “Killed them.”
What in the fuck?
“Tell me their names, Queen.” Bishop strokes her calf, coaxing like a vampire.
I’m the one losing blood.
Someone hurt her?
Jin’s gaze darts between Bish and Sol’s fluttering lids.
Least I’m not the only tool without a fucking clue.
