Lacking Humanity | Moon Ridge

Chapter Thirty-Three

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"Just go to the bathroom, Sage. The sign is going off soon. Then you really can't leave your seat." Blake chimed, and Sage eyed the door once again. Tempted, but still worried about leaving her seat.

So Remus tugged at her seatbelt and she tensed. "Sage, I wouldn't say go if it wasn't safe. Okay?" Her eyes were desperate, but she still contemplated standing in a moving vehicle.

So with that, Remus rose to his feet and tugged at her hand. Causing her to follow the pull and rise to her feet—Which her mate had thankfully stood still for her to get used to it,

And of course, they hit a bit of turbulence. Earning a shriek from the Luna and the cabin filled with warriors and family had turned in worry.

"It's fine. We just caught some wind." Remus said, having been the closest had caused her to duck her head into his chest.
Looking for comfort and safety.

And what type of male would he be in denying her that?

"Good?"
"Good." She whispered back, but hesitated to move her head away from him until she felt him look down. Leaving her to huff, knowing he was internally laughing.

When she pulled away, she eyed the floor wearily, but sucked in a breath and took the cautious steps towards the door in the back. One of which was sitting right beside Cameron, as his brothers were settling their own types of punishments for him.

That, and it was a full cabin with little option for seating arrangements.

"Want me to stand outside the door?" Remus asked, pushing the bendable wall back to show her the small bathroom. And she immediately nodded when seeing just how tiny the bathroom is.

Sage had experienced plenty of cramped and claustrophobic spaces before in her life. And she hardly had the chance to get used to a car during her and her brother's escape from the Underground together.

Now? Now it felt like she was too far to be brought down by a small room, even if she tried to do her business and act as if it was her bathroom. It didn't shift her thoughts getting out.

About not ever going on a plane again.

After a record-breaking time in the bathroom, Sage peeked her head out and Remus helped her with the rest of the door. A smile on his face the entire time as he walked back to their seats, and Blake smirked.

"Yeah, didn't like it either the first time." Blake offered as he flipped through his phone, but he didn't expect her to agree, let alone respond with something as equally terrifying.

"Feels like shower." Remus frowned, knowing full well that the shower at home was two—Even three times bigger. But the look the former Rogue had suggested that the shower was somewhere else.

Someone more sinister than anyone could imagine if they hadn't experienced it themselves.

"Like to think a plane ride is a little less stressful." She laughed at his tease, and all Blake could do was wink. Settling the conversation from there as Sage returned back to her seat beside Remus and settled into his lap. Sighing in relief that the pressure was no longer on her lower half, but her nap was soon disturbed by the plane descending.

And seeing everyone returning to their spots and putting their seat belts on was a blessed sight. "On the ride back, we'll take a peek up front. Maybe that'll help."

"I don't like planes before plane crash. Not going to help." Blake eyed the Alpha silently, Sage had a reason to stay strictly by her seat and he—Along with Hayes and Liam, knew well enough that they were only alive because of her quick thinking.