Primals (Reverse Harem 1)

Chapter Ten

~ Sebastian

THE AIRCRAFT PROPELS itself forward at 200 knots, the crackle of the molecules in the air clashing with metal louder now that the rumble of the engines have been reduced to a hum. Inside the cabin, though, few take note, music seeping out from earphones, lively chatter and the clacking heels of stewardesses up and down the aisles filling the air, along with the smell of candies, salted snacks, perfume and breath mints diffusing the odor of fresh vomit. In the first class cabin, I hear a cork pop off while beside me, the stocky male passenger in his forties snores none too softly, a pillow around his neck that I’ve contemplated strangling him with more than once.

I hate crowded spaces and an airplane cabin must be the worst, strangers forced to sit shoulder to shoulder for hours and breathe the same stale, thin air.

I glance over my shoulder at Theo, seated in the middle section two rows behind me, near bursting out of his seat between a middle-aged woman and a ten-year-old boy, neither of whom seem to mind using him as a pillow. Not that he seems to mind it, either. He’s already knocked out.

Lucky bastard.

The Bears are definitely the luckiest in the sleep department. They can sleep anywhere, anytime, through anything, whereas we Wolves and the

Cats wake up at the slightest sound, the Cats grumpy whenever they’re roused from their beauty sleep.

Wolves carry their resentment more silently.

I crane my neck to see rows ahead, trying to spot the top of a head with champagne hair, frowning when I see it pressed against a head of bleached blond.

Why does Kyle get to sit next to Clarissa?

It’s not like he can protect her. In fact, I don’t see anything special about him. And I’m not buying his best friend, trustworthy guy act. I can smell his lust for her from a mile away.

It’s the most sickening smell of all.

Nose scrunched, I turn to the window past the two passengers to my right.

It’s unnerving enough that I don’t know anything about Clarissa. Now, I have to tag along a human male and a Bear in the investigation, too?

My head turns as I catch Clarissa’s scent coming closer, seeing her coming up the aisle. Approaching my seat, she lifts her eyes to mine but only fleetingly, walking past.

I follow her, catching a glimpse of her before she disappears inside the bathroom.

I wait in the narrow hallway. Minutes later, Clarissa emerges. She’s not happy to see me.

“I thought I smelled something bad,” she snorts.

I blink. She has a keen sense of smell, too?

“Yes, she has.” Clarissa crosses her arms over her chest.

I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised.

“What do you want?”

“I’m just checking on you,” I tell her. “Since this is your first time back on a plane since the crash and all.”

“Well, like they say, it’s best to get back on the saddle as soon as you can after falling off.” She rolls her eyes then relents and sighs a little. “I’m fine, Sebastian.”

She begins to walk away but I grab her arm. “And I just wanted to say I’m sorry for...”

A woman passes between us, forcing me to let go of Clarissa’s arm and abruptly cutting off the conversation.

I’m sorry for what I did. I shouldn’t have locked you up. I should’ve known how hard it was for you to be in a cage. You even told me you don’t like closed spaces.

Her eyes widen slightly. You’ve been in a cage?

It was a long time ago. Anyway, I’m sorry. I’ll never do it again.