Chapter 119

OPHELIA Had someone told me even six short months ago that magic and witches and vampires were real, I would have told them they’d been reading too many fantasy novels. Had they told me I’d one day be soaring over the Himalayas on the back of a freaking dragon, I would have sat them down and called a doctor. But here I am, sitting on Ani’s back, which is surprisingly comfortable, his neck so vast that I have plenty of room. Despite the rush of the wind, I don’t feel cold at all as the heat from Ani’s skin is enough to keep me warm even without my stolen furs. Are you still okay up there, sweet girl? Malachi’s check-in is the fifth time I’ve heard from one of the boys since we took flight about fifteen minutes ago. Yes. I told you, it’s super comfy. I’m in no danger of falling, and it’s not even that cold. I bet it’s more comfortable than an airplane. Not that I’ve ever been on one of those. How are things there? Is Giorgios still foaming at the mouth? Yeah. Xavier’s reply is followed b