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window at the
airport. The plane started moving, gently easing away from the
brown stone building. For a moment, Kira swore she saw Luke with
two hands pressed firmly against sweeping glass windows, searching
the grounds for her. She blinked and the image was gone—a mirage
formed from her worry.
    Shaking her head, Kira squeezed Tristan’s
hand and leaned back to shut her eyes and sleep. The steady thud of
her heart sounded loud in her ears and Kira counted silently,
hoping to bring her body to rest.
    Just as her pulse seemed to slow, a piercing
cry broke the calm and sent a shooting pain down her spine, from
her brain to her heart. The pressure in her skull grew, as if her
blood were thickening and pushing against her bone. Sharp needles
pierced the spots behind her eyes and Kira brought her hands to her
temples trying to calm the storm. She kept her lids closed,
breathing deeply, trying to quell the pain spreading from nerve to
nerve. A fierce burn started in her heart, spreading to her limbs
with each pump of blood, and her ears began to ring in fury. Pain
and anger intertwined, braiding together in an unbreakable knot,
and Kira knew exactly what it meant.
    Luke had found the note. There was no other
explanation for the sudden onslaught of emotions, but Kira forced
her body to still—Tristan couldn’t know. She had never told him of
her bond with Luke.
    It was all mental, Kira reminded herself and
pushed against the overwhelming flood. None of this pain was truly
hers, but it was really Luke’s and Kira couldn’t breathe for
finally realizing what she was putting him through.
    Reaching shaking hands to the ground, Kira
fumbled for her purse and pulled out her phone. She needed to call
him. She needed to explain. Of course a note wouldn’t suffice—it
couldn’t explain everything she needed to say. That this wasn’t
about choosing Tristan and it wasn’t completely about saving her
mother—it was about keeping Luke safe and out of harm. Aldrich had
invited Tristan, but had made no mention of Luke. Aldrich would
have shown no mercy with Luke, would have taken no pause in killing
him. And Kira would never take that chance with Luke’s life. Diana
had almost killed him once, and she wouldn’t let something like
that happen ever again.
    Kira flipped her phone open, ignoring the
concerned expression Tristan was throwing her way.
    Before getting the chance to dial, an
onslaught of alerts popped up on the screen. Five missed calls from
Luke, and then text messages:
    “Kira, you idiot, you went the wrong
way.”
    “Kira—seriously? You’re listening to music
right now. Turn around and go to Terminal A.”
    “Did you hear that? They’re saying your name
over the loud speaker.”
    “You should have told me you lost your
hearing, I would have gotten you really spiffy aids for your
birthday. Bedazzled and everything.”
    “Okay, this is no longer funny, what is
going on. Where are you?”
    “You left. With him. Without me. Didn’t
you?”
    “A note. Really?”
    “So that is all I get?”
    “If you don’t call me right now, I’m done. I
swear. I’m done.”
    Blank.
    “Miss?” Kira turned to sound of a unfamiliar
man’s voice. The flight attendant. Her eyes burned and she couldn’t
focus on his features. The blurred image was motioning to her
phone. “The captain said to turn off all of electronics. I’m sorry,
but that includes your phone. We’re about to take-off.” Kira looked
back down at the screen. “Miss?” He said, concern filling his
voice.
    Tristan’s cool fingers pulled the phone free
of Kira’s hand and he shut it for her before thanking the flight
attendant. Kira couldn’t turn her gaze from the empty spots between
her fingers. Done, was all she could think, he was done.
    “I need to call him,” Kira said, coming to
life again. “Tristan, I need to call him.”
    Sensing Kira was on the brink of falling
apart in her seat, Tristan handed her the phone. The plane was
moving faster,