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Nafessa P.O.V.
........................Meanwhile, somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean.
All of a sudden, an eerie silence filled the jet.
We were only forty-five minutes from landing. I hate flying. Then, I felt my wolf tense up.
Next, I looked out the window and flying towards us were two bird-women with the head and torso of a woman and the body, wings and taloned feet of a bird.
They had beautiful delicate porcelain white skin with hair the fiery glow of a sunset and the bluest eyes I have ever seen to accompany their enchanting and deadly allure. Their eyes were of the darkest blue, like the ocean that threatened to drown sailors on a stormy night. They were like mirror-image twins. They were using their en
