Chapter Six

The first thing that I noticed was the rumbling noise in the background that reminded me of a plane. The second was the hushed whispers around me. The third was the really uncomfortable restraints around my wrists. I searched my mind for what had happened and everything came rushing back. The Moroi at the club, the fight in the changing rooms and someone hitting the back of my neck. Dread filled me as I realised, I was on a plane and I was being escorted back to the Academy that I'd left all those years ago.

Slowly I peeled my eyes open and readjusted to the light. Looking up I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks. I was staring right at Joe. Somehow I was lying on his lap and I immediate sat up back into my own seat. I found the way that he stared at me unnerving, it was like he wanted to say something but thought better of it. "You're awake," he said unnecessarily at last.

"Yeah…" I trailed off. "You play dirty, you knocked me out."

"It's not called playing dirty. It's was a necessity