Luna (Lycan Series: #2)

Sacrifice

Song has nothing to do with chapter just saying ~ This chapter is dedicated to SHINee fans and fans of Taemin. He looks so sexy when he performs Danger at the Tokyo Dome. His performance was on point, on fleek, and whatever shit teens my age say.

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 "Varian and Nikolai said they were going to kill Stark when I told them he was a vampire!" was Castor's defense when I made my way to the cockpit.

"Please tell me someone knows how to operate the plane." Lorena yelled on the P.A.

A Lycan girl, who came up the Alric's elbow, made her way to the front from one of the cabins. Her hair was a black pixie cut, her skin mocha brown. It was a good match for the silver eyes that marked a Lycan.

"I don't know how to operate a plane" the plane jerked with turbulence as Draver and Iris took hold of the controls, trying to remember how they managed to figure out the controls when this situation happened last time. "but, I do know how to teleport. I can teleport everyone out of the plane before it crashes."

"That's a good idea." Alric swallowed, "because these controls aren't being friendly. And Iris looks like she's about to pass out from the stress."

Iris did exactly that and Lorena caught her, pulling her out of the co-pilot seat. Jazz took her place.

I turned to the Lycan girl.

"How many people can you teleport at once?" I was praying that it would be more than fifty people because we had well over a hundred Lycans in the plane.

She grimaced. "The most I've ever done is twenty people."

Another girl, almost as pale as snow, stood up abruptly. "I'll help. I can't teleport or anything, but I have to power to lend my strength to others. Sort of like a power supply."

"Perfect-"

A dark growl, almost a roar, had echoed from farther down the plane. Stark. I hadn't refilled his thirst for blood. I had to get back before he attacked one of the Lycans or even worse got himself killed. 

"I'll need everyone to hold hands..." the Lycan girl's voice was heard over the P.A. as I climbed uphill (the plane's nose was steadily dropping) to Stark.

Kyo and Felix were wrestling him down in the business class seats. Kristos was holding his head back against the seat by his jaw so he wouldn't bite into anyone. His eyes were feral, his upper lip curled in a furious snarl that shook me more than Orion with one glance. Stark's left was manned by Felix, his right by Kyo. They held him down with knee on his shoes and an arm on his elbow, their shoulder pinning against his. 

"How much blood this time?" I pulled up the sleeve on my other arm but Kristos shook his head.

"From the neck, like I told you." he firmly insisted. 

I kneeled down in front of Stark capturing his face in my hands. His eyes were flickering violently between gold, red, and silver. I had a feeling the gold was from Kaleesi's spell on his memories. If my being around him caused his memories to return one by one, then maybe my blood would return all of them?

But then I remembered Kendra's words. A certain phrase could be the switch. But what phrase could that be?

"We'll pull him back if he gets too crazed." Felix assured quietly, his voice always causing me to do a double take with his baby face. But it always balanced itself out when I saw his horrid scar that ran diagonally.