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the argument, but then he grins maliciously. “Before you start worrying so much about me, I’d worry about why Vivianne Monarelle seems so interested with you.”
    I nibble on the end of the licorice. “Who’s Vivianne Monarelle?”
    He nods his head toward the front of the plane at the woman who insulted me. She’s watching us with interest, and when she sees me looking at her, she glares at me.
    “She’s in charge of new recruits at the Academy and pretty much runs the training classes. If you get on her bad side, she can make your life a living hell, and with how pissed off she looks right now, I’m guessing you already have. So, good luck with that .” He gets up and goes to sit up front.
    I turn my attention to the window, but I can feel Vivianne staring me during takeoff. Once we’re in the air, though, I’m too distracted with freaking the fuck out to care about her.
    I’ve traveled with my grandpa Lucas through a crystal ball before and transported with my aunt so many times I can recite the transporting spell on cue. I even once fell through a portal Jayse’s little sister set up as a trap for us when we made her mad and ended up landing in a tree outside the Keepers’ castle. None of those forms of transportation are as terrifying as zooming through the sky in a plane controlled by a person.
    My fingernails dig into the armrests as the plan jerks, and my muscles are wound so tightly my body aches.
    “Never flown before?” Jax plops down in the seat beside me again about thirty minutes into the flight.
    I shake my head. “How much longer until we land?”
    “About six more hours.” He grabs a chip from a small bag he brought with him and pops one into his mouth.
    “ Six more hours of this?” I bite down on my lip as the plane gives another jolt. “Is it going to shake the entire time?”
    “It might. It depends on if the storms clears.”
    A deafening breath escapes me. “This is going to be the longest six hours of my life.”
    Jax considers something before standing up and leaving me to panic on my own. A minute later, he returns to the seat with a bottle of what I think is water.
    “Take a sip of this, and you should be able to sleep through the entire flight.”
    “What is it?” I stare at it distrustfully. “Vodka or something?”
    “A sip of vodka wouldn’t knock you out, Alana.” He sets the bottle on my lap. “It has Otium in it.”
    I pick up the bottle and lift it closer to my face to get a better look. Up close, I can see the small flakes of lavender floating around in the clear liquid. “Otium, huh?” I glance at him. “How’d you get this?”
    “My grandma’s a witch and taught me how to make it,” he replies with a half-shrug. “I keep it on hand when I’m on long flights.”
    “How do I know if it’s Otium? What if you’re trying to poison me?”
    “And why would I want to do that?”
    “I don’t know.” My breath catches in my throat as the plane bumps around. “To keep me quiet about what I saw at the Black Dungeon.”
    He slants forward, catching my gaze. “I promise I’m not trying to poison you. I’m just trying to help you get through the flight in peace.”
    He seems honest, but I’m still undecided whether I want to dope myself up with a Wicca herb that will knock me into such a deep sleep nothing will wake me up until it wears out of my system. But when the plane jerks again and the captain warns everyone to keep their seatbelts fastened, I quickly twist the lid off and take a swig.
    “Thanks…” I manage to get out before I black out.

Chapter 8
     
    “Alana, can you hear me?” my grandpa Lucas calls out through the darkness. “Please say you can hear me. I need to talk to you … God, I need this to work.”
    I can hear you, I think to myself. But where are you?
    “Alana!” he calls out, his voice echoing around me. “Please, answer me.”
    I’m right here! Grr… I internally growl at myself in frustration. I can’t seem to say