My Monster Mate (Book I)

Forty-Four: The Flight Home

Brother & Sister ❤ cute. [Aiah & Eli] ^

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The Flight Home

Turns out by the time I had reached the hospital my wounds were completely healed and I was doing just fine. My body was just exhausted from using all that magic, seeing as it wasn't used to it. Meaning I had just been sleeping off the exhaustion, otherwise, I was all good.

I was really happy to hear that, I didn't want even one more delay in my life.

Mariska and the driver were alright too, Mariska just had to wait a day or two to regain strength and then she could magic herself back to health or whatever it is she does.

We were now on the flight back home and the one thing on my mind, the one thing I couldn't get out of my head was Nathaniel and Alexander's argument. It had been plaguing my mind ever since they exited the room.

Specifically, I couldn't wrap my head around Nate's confession. It made some sense but it didn't stop or lessen my shock.

What shocked me further was Alexander's lack of shock and by that I mean, I was shocked that he was actually right this entire time. When he would tell me to back off of Nate and not allow myself to be close to him, insinuating he had feelings for me. It was so easy to brush it off.

I didn't for a moment believe that even Alexander believed that bogus, I genuinely with my heart of hearts did not think it could be true. I thought Alexander was just being jealous.

With the altered version of the Romania story, it even egged me on.

The pair hadn't even had a single conversation this entire time. Alexander was on one side of the jet, Nathaniel on the other. I was somewhere in the middle.

Along with avoiding each other, they were avoiding me. As if I did something wrong.

I suppose I am the problem but I didn't cause it. I didn't purposely befriend Nathaniel and get close to him.

Had Alexander just told me the truth about Romania, the unaltered version, I might have backed off of Nathaniel. Not that I was even intentionally doing anything, but I would've spent less time around him.

Sat here I didn't even know if I should go and confront Alexander.

I didn't want to feel at fault but a part of me felt at fault. Nathaniel had just been the most relatable and accepting brother. He had become my makeshift Nicholas.

I turned my head to gaze out the window, letting out a defeated sigh. This was going to be a damn long flight.

Soon after, I felt a presence beside me looking over I saw Isaiah.

"I'm glad you're alive." I smiled, "I'm glad you all are, really."

Looking around the aircraft I smiled warmly recognising that everyone who had flown with me the first time were still here. They had all made it, a weight lifted off of my shoulders.

Not too much though because on the other plane there were a few bodies in bags.

"Has your wolf spoken or anything?" That's when I remembered, Nathaniel was the only one I had told. I looked up at him and he was looking out the window.

I smiled, "Yeah. She spoke to me yesterday just as I had entered the ambulance."

"That's good," He searched my eyes, "What's wrong?"

I half smiled, "Uhm... Nothing major. Just tired, that's all. It's not every day you almost drown." I shrug.

He nodded before sparing a glance over at Nate, "Have you thanked Nathaniel for helping you? How did he even reach you?"