Reaching the demon settlement

The group was awkwardly quiet as they flew, the sound of rushing wind the only thing filling the silence.

The atmosphere felt heavy, almost suffocating, despite the vast sky stretching endlessly around them.

Alisha's gaze lingered on Jack's back as he carried Jena in his arms, bridal style.

Her chest tightened involuntarily at the sight.

She didn't understand why, but an unfamiliar, unpleasant emotion coiled in her heart.

She felt anger... no, it was something more than that—a tangled mix of frustration, confusion, and something dangerously close to jealousy.

'Why am I feeling this way?' she wondered, unable to tear her eyes away from the subtle, rosy hue dusting Jena's cheeks.

The girl seemed almost content in Jack's hold, her fingers curling slightly against his chest.

Alisha frowned.

Why was she feeling this way towards Jack?