Luna (Lycan Series: #2)

Plane

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@retardedpandabear for the awesome cover.

Extra long chapter just for you babes ;) this may clear up some questions you had about the whole Jazz, Draver & Faye mating thing.

I facepalmed myself as we all boarded the plane (excluding the Royal families and my Mother). Our army had taken up two cabins with just the Jaeger and Sakurai Lycans. Although it was handy that my family had a private jet (the damn perks of being a Royal) it was still difficult to envision fitting all of these Lycans in, especially since the seats were uber spacious with the entire plane being business class.

"Not this again," I moaned.

Castor scowled, holding back everyone as he did what would be the flight attendant's job of checking if the seats were clean.

"Castor!" Iris exclaimed. "You're going to delay us, just move out of the way."

He straightened up like a frightened squirrel at her angered voice just as she pushed her way into the plane from the entrance where she and Lorena were rounding up the remaining Lycans that the rest of the gang were getting chummy with. She snatched Castor by his ear and dragged him to the cockpit where my brothers and the twins were.

Stark was, to my surprise, keeping his distance from me. He escaped to the bathroom when I tried to talk to him- so here I was now, directing our Lycan army to their seats like some flight attendant while leaning against the door of the bathroom in which my mate was in.

"You know, I'm not moving until you decide you're going to talk to me." I murmured, knowing full well that he could hear me.

I could feel his weight shift as he leaned against the other side of the door.

"Katya, I don't feel well, that's it. I'm not running away from you." he insisted, his voice shaky.

I rolled my eyes just as Kendra launched a deluge of plastic knives at Kristos's retreating form. It still astonished me at how he acted so...normal with a gaping hole in the middle of his torso. There were no guts or entrails peeking out, instead it was like a black cyclinder scab had formed all the way around. I shivered just thinking about touching it.

I spotted Kyo and grabbed his arm. "Do you mind getting him out of there?" I hooked my thumb over my shoulder to Stark's hideout.

Kyo nodded wordlessly, blinking his mismatched eyes. He grabbed my shoulders and set me aside before clearing his throat.

Instead of talking, Kyo curled his fingers into a fist and slammed it into the wall behind me. I shrieked out of habit and ducked, sweeping at his legs.

"Oh my Goddess, what the hell are-"

He straightened up, raising his eyebrows to the restroom. I turned around to see Stark outside, breathing heavily as he addressed the situation.

Lorena's melodic voice rang out clear from the back of the plane. "Everyone's on board. Tell the triplets we should take off soon."

I gave Kyo a glance and he nodded, relaying the message up front while I grabbed Stark and pulled us both into the bathroom, locking the door.

Stark's eyes widened as I glared at him. "What is wrong with you?"

He swallowed. "Nothing. I'm fine-"

"Yeah? Is that why you're hiding out in the bathroom?"

The close quarters had him fully exposed to me. Unlike before his memories were taken away, it was practically impossible to read him unless he allowed me to.