Stepped behind her, Zeenare locking her frame against his body. "Do you trust me?"
"Yes-----."
No, don't tell me we are doing that.
Before she could finish the thought, his wings spread wide, and in one motion, they soared into the bustling city.
With her eyes clamped shut and her heart in her throat, Rhea screamed, but it got lost in the rushing wind around her.
"Pumpkin," his voice coiled into her ear, low and steady. "Don't be scared. You're with me. I'll never let you fall. Open your eyes."
Yes, I know you won't drop me, but that was sudden, and I can still feel my body trembling.
"Come on," he coaxed again. "You'll love it, I promise."
With a shaky breath, Rhea cracked her eyes open. A gasp ripped out of her chest.
The city stretched beneath them, the night air brushing against her skin like velvet. The air became still, every sound swallowed by the soothing flapping sound of Zeenare's wings, her hair dancing with the night wind.
