Chapter 38

SIENNA

The first thing I did when we landed was march straight to the cockpit to thank the pilot. I’d just survived a midair trauma that felt like doing backflips over purgatory, the man deserved at least some credit.

His name was Hayes. Looked like the type who’d flown through wars, storms, and maybe even a dragon attack or two. His handshake was firm, polite, but there was this split-second glan