Fenris' POV
"No, Thalassa!" I shouted, my voice ringing through the chilly dawn. The moment I understood the severity of the situation, fear engulfed me. In a hurry, I quickly pulled on my dark blue jeans and a black T-shirt, my fingers accidentally popping some buttons in my rush.
"Isadora, be careful," I ordered, handing her a shiny silver pistol. For your safety, use this if you need to.
With fear in her eyes, she nodded, clutching the weapon closely. He had no time to dwell on it. Thalassa was standing outside, and her presence made me realise there was no time to waste.
"We have to go," I told him clearly without any possibility of an argument.
As we travelled to Thalassa's home, we rushed, the trees becoming a greenish blur behind us. My thoughts were full of concern
