Rejected, But Mine

Mine

"Fly?", I blink at him rapidly.

"Yes.", he grins wickedly. "We have a helicopter parked, waiting for us."

I gape at him with wide eyes as he pulls me to the private elevator. I wanted to ask questions. This is my first time at Rojanapat headquarters, and my first time flying too. Hell...I've never climbed this high from ground level.

How do I explain my anxiety and fear to my mate? I am too much of a coward to voice my thoughts out when he is looking at me with those expecting smoldering eyes.

"What are you thinking?", he eyes me speculatively as I shake my head and fix my eyes strictly on the rising floor number. I close my eyes briefly in an attempt to ignore my jitters. He gently squeezes his hold on my hand as if he can read my mind.

Abruptly the door opens to the roof, and I was immediately welcomed by a gush of warm wind. Arthit pulls me towards him by my waist as we walk forward.

Then I see it, stark in the middle of the roof, on the helipad, a blue chopper with the Royal crest embedded on it. Its blades were slowly spinning as a tall alpha exits the cockpit making his way hastily towards us, ducking his head.

"All checks done, your royal highness. She's ready to fly.", he shouts to be heard. I tightly grip around my mate as my hands feel clammy, heartbeat skyrocketing to new unprecedented levels.

"Thank you, Pran."

The alpha bows at both of us. "Have a safe flight, Your royal highness, Luna."

"Let's go.", Arthit leads me to the door. He helps me to one of the seats and strapping me tightly into the harness. He slams the door and crosses to the other side, ducking his head as I follow him with my eyes.

I feel stupid for a second watching him climbing to the pilot's seat. I haven't bothered to even ask him where we are going or why am I in the passenger seat in the cockpit, blame my fear and anxiety.

"Here, wear this.", he passes me the headphones helping me to wear it. Our eyes meet for a second, and he winks. My breath hitches with the sight. "Don't worry, baby. I am a qualified pilot. Even though I love flying a plane, choppers are also fine. So sit back and enjoy.", he says pecking my gaping lips. "You are safe. Just don't touch anything."

He could fly a plane? My eyes widen as my jaws drop. He chuckles, sexily before pushing my lower jaw with his index finger. "I am a man of multi talents, Kongpob. You would know that soon.", there it goes again, his winking and smirking.  Right now, I don't want to ponder the hidden meaning behind those words as I have other pressing matters to worry about.

I watch with utter amusement as he flips and checks a myriad of switches, buttons, dials..I've lost count of them. Then I could hear him giving and receiving flight instructions through the headphones.

"Ready?", he asks me as I nod hazily. I've lost my ability to talk or perceive things somewhere in the middle, I bitterly realize. The blades rotate faster, and the chopper rises slowly in to the evening sky.

My heartbeat rises and adrenaline spikes through my body. All the blood rushes to my head and my stomach drops to the ground as we soar through the sky. All I could hear is my erratic breathing. I knot my fingers tightly in my lap. I think I am going to faint.

"Breathe, Kongpob.", I hear a disembodied chuckle through the headphones.

I jolt out of my limbo, turning my head towards him, drinking his charming features. The way he maneuvers this giant bee makes him extra hot that I gulp hard. His gorgeous side profile somehow calms my jittery nerves, and my breathing returns almost normal.