Jake's POV
"We need to get out of this f*****g place," I said, every syllable trembling with urgency.
Sylas just rolled his eyes like I’d finally said something so obvious it wasn’t even worth reacting to.
"Now you talk."
"I’m serious," I said, pacing the room. My hands were shaking again. "I don’t care if I have to walk out of here barefoot. I’ll hitchhike. Swim. Dig a f*****g tunnel."
He sat up straighter, brows raised slightly as if amused. But his eyes? His eyes had none of that humor.
"Well... gotta break it to you," he said, voice low and dry. "Can’t go. All outgoing flights have been cancelled this month."
I stopped.
"What?"
"Yup." He leaned back, popping a piece of candy into his mouth like we weren’t talking about our lives being held hostage. "Flight board says weather i
