Sweet Chaos

FIVE YEARS LATER

(Neva’s POV)

“Slow down,” I murmured, tightening my hold on Zara’s arm as she climbed the narrow steps into the private jet.

The late afternoon sun spilled across the runway behind us, warm and golden, but inside the aircraft it was cooler, quieter… the kind of calm that didn’t match the tension in the way Zaria moved.

“I am slow,” she replied, her breath steady and measured as he