“What are the chances our plane will crash?" I obliviously asked.
The passengers from across uncomfortably straightened their backs and some fake coughed.
Rebekah elbowed me while smiling back at the people looking at us. “Zero, little Chole. Zero."
“What if-"
“Stop with the jinx!" She whisper-screamed. Rebekah instantly relaxed when she felt her mate's touch.
“Hey, hey. Don't get too worked up." Jake intertwined his hands with hers.
I observed the light from the window as it danced around the wall after it got reflected by my sister's engagement ring. The amount of work she did to be with her mate has finally paid off.
A wedding and a baby on the way, how amazing is that?
There is just one thing I'm worried about.
Jake still doesn't know about us being werewolves.
He is a nice g
