Darius POV
“Please, for the love of Goddess, will you stop with the incessant tapping!” Logan growls at me lowly from his seat on the plane. We managed to get last minute flights together to New Orleans this morning. I was in the window seat and Logan the aisle seat whilst Alina was sandwiched in between our two humongous frames.
My head whips round to him and I give him a menacing glare which he returns. Too bad for him, we are on a plane full of humans so he can’t use any of his Alpha bullshit on me this time. I feel a soft hand over my rough one that was drumming on the table tray in front. I look to Alina as she gives me a warning look. “It is quite annoying Darius. Why don’t you have a drink to calm your nerves?”
“I am not nervous,” I snap back but stop the tapping. Having a drin
