Polish has been writing since she was a young girl.
Ian moved back over by me, rubbing his shoulder. “Here, let me.” She walked up to the door with a set of keys. “That won’t work,” Camilla said as she neared the cockpit. “I’ll figure that out, right now we just need to open this door.” Ian plowed into the door again. “Fine, but what are you gonna do once you get in there? None of us know how to fly a plane.” Hearing Ian confirm my fear of why the plane was descending so fast scared me even more. We,” he used his finger to point at all of us in a circle, “are the only ones awake. “Well, wise one, the plane is going down because smarty pants over there put the pilot to sleep and can’t wake the pilot. This door is made to withhold attacks,” Jarak said as he returned to the door. “Hey, man, I don’t see what you’re trying to do. Turbulence jerked the plane as Ian hit it again.
“Move over, I got this.” He slammed into the door with his shoulder, creating a small but otherwise useless dent. Jarak tried every combination to open the cockpit door but nothing worked. “Damn it, Julie, why’d you have to put them to sleep?” Ian asked. “Camilla and Lauren went to take care of the other three breeds and Ailaina went to find a first aid kit to help Lauren.” I didn’t understand what he meant but moved anyway. “Move, Es, I can’t let this happen, not right now. Jarak was there first, grabbing Julie and pulling her out of the way. I ran as fast as I could, jumping over the dead bodies to get to the cockpit. She never needed-let alone wanted-my help. “Esmerelda, I need your help!” Julie yelled from the front of the plane. One of them must die for her nightmares to end – unless the Death Keeper, with plans of his own for Esmerelda’s soul, gets to her first. Fighting to stay awake so Nicholas can’t find her in sleep, Esmerelda prepares for the battle that will finish this war.
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