Dawson
“Daws.” Khason bumped my bounding knee with his from the seat across from mine on the plane. I looked up at him. “You have got to calm down, bro.”
I shook my head slowly, returning my gaze to my glass. Something was wrong. I could not get over the feeling, it was overwhelming. I could not use my phone in the air, and we were still too far away for me to mind link anyone in the pack. I was starting to feel desperate.
“Something’s up, Khase.” I muttered, whispering unnecessarily. The speedboat had arrived at the yacht just after dawn, and Khason had refused to let me return on my own, rousing everyone else and piling them onto the boat. The moment we had stepped onto the jet, the majority of them had fallen right back asleep. Only Nolan and
