The Majors, Cold Fury (Book 2)

Chapter 7: Scott POV

We flew South for hours.

I soon realized Erin's wings were meant for speed, not long distance. She started slowing down in the first couple of hours and by sunset she was exhausted.

"Scott- Scott we have to land." She panted, her voice hoarse. I guided her to the ground, and she collapsed onto her hands and knees, gasping for air.

"We need to find somewhere to camp out for the night..." I said, looking around. There was a lone mountain surrounded by hills covered in snow covered pines.

Erin nodded and stood up. She rolled her shoulders blades a few times. "Let me see." I said and looked at her back. Her shoulder blades were red, and her wings were bleeding around the joints from overexertion.

"Is it bad?" she asked.

"I'll take care of it once we find a place to rest." I told her.

"Will that work?" she pointed to a cave, near the top of the mountain. It looked large enough from here.

"Will you be able to fly up there?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'll manage." She answered confidently.

We shot up and landed in the mouth of the cave. Erin staggered forward. "Phew." She exclaimed and wiped the sweat beading up on her forehead, despite the temperature, before pressing one of her hands to the stone wall.

"Sit down." I said. I pulled out the small first aid pack I had brought with us and cleaned her shoulders off. It took a while because she kept fidgeting. "There you go."

"Thanks." Erin looked around the cave, that had been frosty previous to our arrival. Several different tunnels led to different parts of the cave. We could explore later. "At least you can't do any damage here."

"Yeah, except to you." I said and bit my already chewed through lips.

"That, won't be a problem." Erin pulled a ton of blankets from a pocket in her bag, hitting it with a muffled thud. "I'm all set."

I snorted. "Alright then." I pulled my fur lined cloak from my bag. I wasn't cold but I wasn't sure that would last so I threw it over my shoulders and clipped the clasp. Erin pulled the old one I had given her months ago out and put it on. She was practically buried in it, and I had to hold in a fit of giggles.

Erin yawned. It had been a long day. She pulled some of her blankets around her and leaned against the cave wall. I stole one of the blankets as well. I folded it up and used it for my head as I sat against the wall, thinking.

Where would we go from here? Keep moving? Would I ever be able to go back? What about Jimmy? Would I ever see him again?

I forced myself not to think about him and instead thought about how grateful I was that Erin had forced me to let her come. I don't know how I'd do this alone.

"Scott, I'm cold." Erin said from underneath her mountain of blankets, interrupting my thoughts.

"Well, I don't really know what to do about that." I said, suppressing a smile. Erin stood up and came over to sit next to me. "You know I'm just going to make you colder." I said.

"I don't care." Erin answered and sat down on my lap, resting her head on my chest and wrapping both of us in the blankets. I couldn't help laughing at her controversial ridiculousness.

I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed. Erin sighed. "This might be better than the palace." She mumbled.

I laughed. "Seriously?" I asked.