Chapter 11

***Laney POV***

Falcon stalks angrily through the train to find our seats, with me following swiftly behind him. His shoulders have been tense since Monty and his mate showed up, declaring they had tickets for the same train as well.

Turns out Monty has the gift of persuasion on humans and he didn’t actually need to purchase tickets for him and Rome. I think it’s a kind of cool trick. Falcon thinks it’s a cheap trick, but Monty didn’t ask for his opinion, so he didn’t seem bothered by it.

I reach out and take Falcon’s hand in mine, watching his shoulders as they noticeably drop and relax. A small smile pulls at the corners of my lips as I shyly look at the ground. I did that. I made him calm down with just my touch. It doesn’t matter if he wants to play hot and cold with me. Right now I was able to help him just decompress whether he realizes it. We may not be mates, but we are something. I know it.

“Sit.” Falcon grunts, coming to a spot with four seats. He releases my hand instantly