Chapter 98

As soon as his door is opened. Lycans start going down around us. The sound of guns popping off echoes around us, but the King doesn't let me look around. He covers me with his body as we run toward the plane. What t makes you think he won't shoot down the planes?" I ask as soon as I'm inside. I press my back against the wall behind me and remove my guns. "Clear the cabin. Two pilots and a stewardess, he dismisses me.

I clear the back of the plane and wave him in as the door finally shuts. I move to the front to find a woman sitting on the floor crying. I put my finger to my lips and shush her. She nods as I open the cabin door to find the two pilots. I clear their room and step out to see the woman looking up at ine. You okay?"

I

"You

"Yes," she nods. I tuck my gun away and help her up. "Thank you,"

"Only two made it out," the King informs me when I get back to him. He pulls me to him and sits me in the chair next to him as the plane starts to move. He buckles me in and then himself.

"You're not hit are you?" I ask.

"No, I wore one of your vests," he shakes his head. He pulls his T-shirt to the side to show me one of Darren's vests. I'm surprised it fits him.

"That was a cool plan," I admit.

"What would you have done?"

"Driven to the next state and to catch a commercial flight under a different name,"

should have paid for the

"WI

my own money?" I smirk.

you usually are. What do you have under all that?"

I eat. If you think

it like that," he turns all the way to face me. "You know

don't know anything," I roll my eyes, but his reaction is hilarious. He

I meant. I meant what

all over it last night and

his ears turn bright red and it bleeds down over his cheekbones and nose. I decide to put him out of his misery and open up my leather jacket to

plane is beautiful. It's designed by Obsidian Corp. The interior is royal blue and gold. The seats are suede. The table in front of us is black marble. I'm not sure if it's actual marble or just the design,

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The carpet is black and the ceiling is made of the same material the seats are. However, the ceiling is decorated with diamonds and I'm smart enough to

plane fits at least twenty people. When I get to the bathroom I want to take my boot off and throw it at him. This is wildly snobby and I know the other three were just as bad. "He doesn't want to kill me," he says when I drop back into the seat next to him with the snacks the woman gave me. "He's not going to shoot down the plane with both of us in here," "You don't seem to want to accept that you're not in a position to make a whole lot of mistakes," I sigh and stuff a

"Perry,"

"They

of the plastic wrap,"

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