Chapter 168

ALPHA ZADE

My eyes do a quick scan of the cockpit, taking note of everything.

We are less than ten thousand feet from the ground, and if we're going to get out of this plane before it sinks into the ocean, then the time to get off is right now.

I drag Feyre's hand and pull her out of the cockpit with me.

She looks up at me, questions clear in her eyes but she knows this is not the time to ask them. If we get out of this plane alive, then I'll make sure I hear everything she has to say.

For now, I need to make sure that 'if' becomes a ' when'.

"So, what is the plan?" she asks, gathering her hair in her hands and rolling it atop her head in some type of bun.

My mind shouldn't be there but it was hot as fuck, and I have trouble picking my mouth up from the ground to be able to reply her.

"Erm," I cleared my throat, shaking my head and returning my eyes back to her. "We jump out."

She cocks a brow and I laughed seeing her astonished