Soon after takeoff, I unsheathed my sword, placed the handle between my legs, holding it upright, and slid both wrists along each side.
“Alexa, what are you doing?” Louis asked, jumping out of his seat and coming towards me.
“I don’t really know how fast or how well this will work, but you’re both going to have my blood and I am going to have yours.” I held out my bloody wrists to them, waiting patiently.
“What is the point to all of this?” Louis clenched his hands into fists, his entire body stiffening.
“She wants to feel us during the battle,” Hesrah said and started drinking.
Louis seemed shocked and uncomfortable. He said nothing for a while, then drank and cut his own wrist on my sword. So did Hesrah, helping me replenish and silence my hunger.
“I thought we were the only ones w
