"I really think I should just wait here and help with the packs restoration," I said nervous as my mate dragged me towards the ship, as I tugged against him.
Derick continued his conversation with Cane, ignoring me completely until we reached the death trap.
We'd just finished performing the connection between Cane and Derick, so the pack would be he's, and I could already feel more voices humming in the back of my mind.
As I glared at the ship, a guard handed me another vial of liquid, with a sympathetic smile.
"Luna, this will help." He insisted, when I stepped away from it.
"So we will staying on the ground where we belong." I pouted as I took it from him.
"I like the ship," Merin said as she refused the vial, "You can see for miles."
Her mate looked at her as if she was mad, and
