THERON POV
Keeping my rage in check during the flight was a battle I hadn’t expected to lose so quickly. What Ami revealed didn’t match the Zebulon Thatcher I used to know. Still, my mother’s warning echoed in my mind like a bitter reminder: what if she was right? What if the people I called my friends had only ever shown me what they wanted me to see because of who I was?
I hated how twisted everything felt now. I wasn’t just conflicted about seeing Zebulon I was dangerous. If I saw him today, I wouldn’t ask for an explanation. I’d demand answers. Then I’d break him apart.
The only thing that made the flight bearable was Ami’s presence in my arms. Somewhere mid-air, the tension between us eased. She wasn’t angry anymore or at least, not as much. She had drifted off with her head restin
